Claire

I just realised, I'm not sure if I still have the right cell number for you, so- happy birthday, amphibious_one, and I hope you're having a marvellous and exciting (in only the good ways!) day. Has been far too long since I've seen you, we must catch up somehow soon. *is determined to get to the south island again this year some time!*

I got to spend like four and a half hours this morning doing actual-stuff-I-studied-for-my-degree type chemistry, which, really, was pretty awesome. I spilled sodium hydroxide on myself, made a dorky joke about 'all your base are belong to me', because it doesn't hurt, and I was mostly just all nostalgic and "aww, my hands feel all soapy and weird. Because there's a chemical reaction melting the fat! I haven't done this in years!" *is a giant loser, yes* ( More work-related blather. )

I was thinking earlier this month and forgot to say- it's kind of a pity in some ways that it doesn't count to pull April Fools after midday, because while I'm not comfortable with most pranks on general principle, I think it would be pretty awesome if, say, a band came out on April 1st and played the entire show standing on the opposite sides of the stage to where they normally would. I mean, if I'd been in line all day and headed straight for Adam's sidethe bassist** I would be a little sadfaced at first, obviously, but it would be HILARIOUS and the cognitive dissonance would be kind of fascinating and larger than you'd expect, I think. (The reason I was reminded of this is cos I finished watching Cleveland and hello, how did I forget that's the last time I heard '40'. Nggggh.)

**It's possible I maybe have some, um. Consistent habits. In that nine out of ten bands I veer heavily stage left for ideal viewing. Um. Heh. And oh hai there, Toro, too. Don't think I forget the guitarists! :D

Hrm, what else did I need to post about? blue_raven, I'm hoping to email you a wee bit later tonight, kick me if I don't, Wellington people I'm hoping to variously text and/or email you all tomorrow and Friday to organise stuff. *thinks* And our Auckland tickets for the Panic at the Cobra Academy SHENANIGANFEST arrived this afternoon, too, which, SQUEE, and also for once, I must give props to ticketmaster for prompt and efficent service. This may be somewhat unprecedented! *g*

Oh! Hey, does ANYONE have questions they would like me to try and ask Chris Judge at his panel on Saturday? Because I would like to ask something, you know, remotely intelligent or likely to lead to interesting or funny stories, but I can never, ever think of anything not completely toolish to ask in these situations, so... I put myself at your disposal, guys!

Lastly, I must confess that last week's Operation: Big Sister was a dismal, dismal failure on my part - I watched 1x U2 live show DVD and... half a disc of Xena. So I'm fronting up to Jame to pay my forfeit when she assigns it.

So, I've never done this media guest deal thing at cons before - I've only ever had comic artists sign, and so on, so I am all kinds of !! and bewildered by things, and thusly clutching at blue_raven and tshirtgirl a very much lot for direction. As anyone who saw katrin can attest, we joined the insane queue for photos with Joe, and so, hi, there is now a photo of me with Joe Flanigan. (He apparently had his arm over my shoulder, I so do not remember this.) And wow, tall. And Chris Judge, who we will hopefully do the photo thing with later, oh my god, SO gorgeous. Connor Trinneer is adorable and utterly charming, and told us we looked lovely at the cocktail thing. Um, I feel like there was something else I felt the need to share with the internet but I am drawing a blank right now. Urk. The panels were pretty good today - Connor dealt extremely well with questions that had us cringing and praying for ninjas, and Joe said something (don't recall right now, it'll come back to me) in his panel that gave me a sudden and wild word-geek crush on his brain. We went through the autograph line as well, largely on a just-in-case basis since Joe's leaving at 4 tomorrow, and so I have also stuttered at Chris Judge, Joe Flanigan and Connor Trinneer. I am in no way any fraction approaching 'cool'. (However, not as badly as I stuttered at Lois a few years ago, I think it'd take Hewlett (if that) to equal the mindless panic of trying to tell Lois McMaster Bujold how awesome she is.)

The cocktail evening was not, I gather, quite as chatty as last year (which was probably a good thing for my self-respect, if nothing else, as that's already in tatters this week (yet to be mentioned in my LJ this week: the number of times I have FALLEN OVER SHIT in front of people and hurt myself; I have spent the last three days barely able to move/definitely not reall able to sit/bend), and there was a creepy handsy person, which made, I think, both the guests and the people who saw/heard about it very uncomfortable. ugh, people. WHY. (Send. Ninjas.)

But, yes, is very awesome and I have FABULOUS roommates and hope all is well on internets land. <3

Oh, and I should've said - our hotel is super flash and like a five mintue walk if THAT from Aotea Square, \o/, although our inclination to be enthusiastic about the place took quite a hit this morning when the shower flooded and the first response from reception was to say that no one on Maintenance could look at it until Monday. Yeah, I DON'T THINK SO. We got Assertive. It got fixed.

Um. Yes. people are pretty. Fandom is excellent. I love my show/s. *flails* *and fails at going to bed*

OH MY GOD I think my head just exploded. I just got a comment from malnpudl which prompted me to go double-check if we have any last minute guests for Armageddon announced at the moment ( and there are. And now I'm torn between glee and fear that one of them will cancel. )

Also, pub quiz was cancelled tonight - I'd love to say it was because the other team were scared of us, but truthfully they are just pikers, and so we get a free drink next week for showing up tonight anyway. And, um. This happened.

Nicola: *looking mournfully at her bangers and mash* "Who cut my sausage?"
Lyndon: "It tastes better cut, right?" *evil grin*
Me: "LYNDON!" *wide-eyes of Oh No Not More Innuendo, Quelle Horreur!*
Everyone at the table: *twigs* *collectively pee themselves laughing*
Me: *hides* Because:
My mother: *does not stop snickering for at least five minutes*

Lyndon swears he did not mean that and that *I* was the one who took it to the filthy place, I maintain he started it, and am still somewhat traumatised that HANDS DOWN the top three most inappropriate public conversations/innuendo-fests I have witnessed/been embarrassed bypart of have not been with fangirls in any one of four major cities, but with MY MOTHER and the rest of our pub quiz team. ...I come by it honestly?

*continues to fail at internets*

This is total self-indulgence porn snippet-y business, and not entirely what I planned to work on tonight, but so be it, eh? As it is, thus far, a not-necessarily connected series of snippets, because girl!Rodney is so much fun that I have to have about thirteen realities existing in my head at the same time and picking just one is too hard. I am, as ever, deeply indebted tokatrin, who started this with the basis (and best) of the third snippet, and also gave me a line from the second verbatim.

the mirror crack'd: girl!Rodney splinters from across the multiverse (or, crack snippets in D minor) (3600 words, R overall.)
edit: the first snippet has a spoiler for one line of dialogue from SG-1 10x13, Road Not Taken.

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( snippet x of xx, Earth )

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( snippet y of xx, Earth. )

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( snippet xy of xx, Atlantis )

I maybe volunteered to do a show report. For the twenty-fourth. (Which is in four and a half weeks. Oh my GOD.) Um. I mean, I'm sure they'll pick someone else, but. Heh. *crosses fingers*

( Tiny bit more of Armageddon - Summer Glau and, shocker, more Stargate content. )

( Tiny meeping/bitching about Stargate canon, help? (Do I have to spoiler this? Uh, S3 of SG1 + one bad pun from Season 8 )

I'm trying not to make this primarily Stargate but 1) that's what my brain is running on right now (and it's my next deadline) and B) uh... I got nuthin'.

Oh, no, wait, I got something! I was thinking at work today that I absolutely want to refilk Banned from Argo along the lines of how we were joking (I think in shoemaster's journal?) about how dS fans should maybe be banned from Inuvik. Because that would be HILARIOUS.

In addition, ( last night Mum and I watched episode 5 of Slings and Arrows season 1 )

I was super efficient this weekend and bought two cards. Of the, er, mumble-ten-or-so I meant to get. Damn, that seemed so much more impressive before I put it in context. Rats. Also, there may be more Polls of Ambiguity and Contraryness to follow shortly. Hopefully. Oh, and a local-fen type poll thinger, because I think those of us in the Big Damn City should try and get together sometime soon.

I am having thoughts about coffee, or about someone's house for dvd-age (I would love to volunteer my own, because I like my house and also I am a big fan of not having to go out but I do freely realise it's a fair way out for most folk) or about having Fangirl Rambles around various scenic places (weather permitting) - although I will freely admit that latter is mostly because I totally want and need to do more exercise type stuff and I am far more motivated to do so when there are people to talk to rather than just having to let my own thoughts go all Coriolis effect on me. :D (That metaphor is far more picturesque if you start thinking about a particular Simpsons episode.)

I am so completely fried. Going in to town for about three hours today just wiped me out completely (SO worth it, though) and I want to record it all later here for, well, myself and anyone who's interested, but right now? Going to bed with DVDs. Am kind of annoyed at myself - I was so gone after dinner that, despite the fact I mentioned it at dinner and have been looking forward to it all week, I forgot all about Rachel Luttrell and David Nykl being on Holmes tonight, so I basically, uh, 'sprang' (read: moved like a very very old person) out of the bath and basically sat in front of the tv in a towel and caught the last ten minutes of it. Rats. I mean, Holmes himself is just so- god, he's so ANNOYING and patronising, and he kept kind of ignoring David in Rachel's favour, but the two of them were totally wonderful. They make a superb double act.

I took... a fair bit of shoddy video at Armageddon this afternoon, which I will share later (put it this way: 1min of footage = 20min uploading time, I am not made of patience), but for now, since I uploaded it and it wasn't done before Kat went to bed: David Nykl talks about SF, with a snippet at the end regarding the possibility of Zelenka having scenes with Teyla. I have a few snippety bits of video from SG1 people as well (Tony Amendola and Colin Cunningham (I resolutely kept ALL thoughts about "the Lush Major Davis" well inside my own head during his part, hee)) but the lighting is, in fact, even worse in those, so, uh, yeah. I was too far back, and I feel really bad because I suspect my camera was in the way and, um, guilt.

There may also have been an incident in which I nearly smacked David Nykl's ass (purely by accident, okay?) but, uh, we're not talking about that now. *is so fucking classy*

...you know when the internet becomes both scary and amusing?

When an writer you don't know, who lives in EUROPE links to a joke article (ETA: article text only, but not work-safe anyway) you remember reading when it was first composed for your university magazine. In New Zealand. At least three and more likely four years ago. Um. The world is THISBIG.

In other news, on the reccommendation of half of the people at Get/Together, I've spent the last week reading Dr Jackson's Diary (has large quantities of Daniel/Jack for people who have strong SG1 ships to bear in mind) and, oh my god. Saving any other comment I could make (seriously, if you've not read it, bear with the occasional spelling mistake, it is SO worth it), it is hysterically funny. I just. I am halfway through December and I had to stop reading because I am crying with laughter and my everything hurts and I will not spoil anything (cos Chris, at least, is def still reading for the first time) but, oh god. OWCH. *shrieking with laughter and cannot stop* I kept reliving bits of November and bits of the last Cruiseliner fic at work all day and god, that improves a Monday like you would not believe.

Mum and I are about to make our fourth attempt to sit down and start watching Slings and Arrows so I may not get to the first day of G/T tonight. Either way: wish us luck and no new interruptions!

Not!Monkeys!!