... and sometimes, the stupid is just all me.

[kageygirl]

Note to self: your complete inability to write contextless smut is not nearly as cute as some uncooperative parts of you seem to believe.

Also, no, it wouldn't really be funny if your offhand comment about having to write some sort of episode-related fic for every single episode of SGA turned out to be a twisted kind of foresight. You really have no more free will, do you?

So, in conclusion, having to write complicated "Hot Zone" stuff just to get to the smut (which is incidentally looking more problematic all the time)? Just makes you a doofus. I'm just sayin'.

And, no, you still have four more hours until you can start in on the blue liquor.

On the other hand, two thumbs up for the filename "hotzonegodfuckingdammit.txt."

Now, get back to work, you slacker.

And close those Notepad windows.

Now...

Comments

[kageygirl.livejournal.com]

The Boy used to have massive problems with both rum and tequila, which made trying to find tropical drinks for him very problematic. Lately he's been able to drink Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum, at least, and some light rum that our friends brought us from Barbados.

[rosewildeirish.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. That means he can't enjoy the wonderfullness that is Long Island Iced Tea, can he?

That? Sucks. (For some reason, I can. This despite the mean!drunk I get on tequila alone, and the whole rum issue. I guess the gin and the triple sec and the vodka counter that.)