Hmmm

So returning to a normal sleep scehdule isn't as easy as I had thought. Maybe it would have worked better if I hadn't crashed for 6 hours right after work...

*bangs head on desk repeatedly* Stupid, stupid thing to do. Not matter how exhausted I was... am.

Staying up again would not be a good idea. I have homework to do tonight. Paper to write, surveys to tabulate, Honors draft to polish...

Lord, help me survive this.

Hee hee hee!

For all the griping I do, I'm really a very happy, even giggly person. And I mostly have my friends and their weird obsessions to thank for that. Or maybe I'm just easily amused, period.

Well, whatever. I have Sierra to thank for my weird new obsession. You know, in all of my years as a Stargate SG-1 fan, it never occurred to me to investigate corresponding FAN-FICTION!

So much good stuff out there, it's scary. Of course, there's just as much crap as anything worthy, but I'm old hat at discerning. Many, many years as an X-Files fic enthusiast under my belt.

But oh! Oh! There's so much scope for amusement! Over the last few weeks, I've spent a number of laaaate nights just laughing myself into asphixiation. If I had the links handy, I'd share them. I'll get to it, have no fear.

I know most of you don't care a scrap for the show, and I have accepted it. *sniffle* Your loss.

I marvel at the depth of human creativity. *huge grin*

Too good to pass up

Was talking with Scully, Grand Benevolvent Dictator, about the necessity of Minion Armies:

Me: "Every Dictator needs a loyal army of minion supporters. Otherwise, you're just like every other minor demon standing in the middle of a field saying, 'Hmm, y'know? I'd really like to take over the world.'"
Scully: lol