Kneel before Zod!
Jul. 13th, 2005 03:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kageygirl... that never gets old. Although, omg, how did I not remember Zod was Terence freaking Stamp? I just lost almost all of my accumulated mediageek points.
So, seriously? I'm quite the Grand Master Dork. This morning, I decided to miss my bus in order to get an alumni (well *checks shirt* alumNA, technically) ID card. From my alma mater, The Place of Pain and Torment. Why? Because I wanted to be able to wander the halls any time the urge struck me (some of the doors have time-locks), while... double-checking my research for a fic. Heh.
Also, I was rewatching (again again) the early S1 SGA eps, and I swear, at least the first five had been paused partway through on my TiVo. Which is odd for me, because I'mreally anal fairly consistent about "rewinding" things, and then I realized--I'd stopped them after using the ep in question either for fics I was writing, or ones I was betaing. Because *cough* it's all about the primary source, see...
I'm so glad![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kylielee1000 is getting in tonight. Because she's totally behind that particular flavor of meticulous insanity. *g*
Also bolstering my dorkitude: besides my accumulated collection of blue alcohol, some of the things I'm picking up for premiere night include Jaffa Cakes, for SG-1, and Canadian Club, for Rodney--er, I mean, SGA. Am debating some lurid green alcohol in honor of BSG. *g*
My apartment is not remotely clean. However, my grand plan is to sit Kylie down on the sofa with my laptop and the tv remote and my ginormous stack of DVDs and videotapes, and have her pick things to watch while I clean around her and ply her with booze and chocolate. I think it's a good plan. Confidence is high.
The Boy (love that Boy) sent me a link to an article in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer (love that name) about men hugging men. He snagged it from ESPN.com Page 2, where the description reads, "Unbelievable article on the man-hug. I use the word "unbelievable" because what starts off as a light-hearted analysis of the man-hug somehow evolves into a serious scientific discussion of the matter, including two professors who have apparently dedicated extensive parts of their careers to an in-depth study of male hugging patterns. I keep imagining the moment both guys meet at some conference -- two Egon clones in lab coats silently sizing each other up, then awkwardly going in for the ultimate man-hug."
I don't care what kind, but I want Siege 3 John/Rodney touchies, goddammit. (Squee!)
ETA: Clearly, happydippy!kagey is also parenthetical!kagey.
So, seriously? I'm quite the Grand Master Dork. This morning, I decided to miss my bus in order to get an alumni (well *checks shirt* alumNA, technically) ID card. From my alma mater, The Place of Pain and Torment. Why? Because I wanted to be able to wander the halls any time the urge struck me (some of the doors have time-locks), while... double-checking my research for a fic. Heh.
Also, I was rewatching (again again) the early S1 SGA eps, and I swear, at least the first five had been paused partway through on my TiVo. Which is odd for me, because I'm
I'm so glad
kylielee1000 is getting in tonight. Because she's totally behind that particular flavor of meticulous insanity. *g*Also bolstering my dorkitude: besides my accumulated collection of blue alcohol, some of the things I'm picking up for premiere night include Jaffa Cakes, for SG-1, and Canadian Club, for Rodney--er, I mean, SGA. Am debating some lurid green alcohol in honor of BSG. *g*
My apartment is not remotely clean. However, my grand plan is to sit Kylie down on the sofa with my laptop and the tv remote and my ginormous stack of DVDs and videotapes, and have her pick things to watch while I clean around her and ply her with booze and chocolate. I think it's a good plan. Confidence is high.
The Boy (love that Boy) sent me a link to an article in the Seattle Post-Intelligencer (love that name) about men hugging men. He snagged it from ESPN.com Page 2, where the description reads, "Unbelievable article on the man-hug. I use the word "unbelievable" because what starts off as a light-hearted analysis of the man-hug somehow evolves into a serious scientific discussion of the matter, including two professors who have apparently dedicated extensive parts of their careers to an in-depth study of male hugging patterns. I keep imagining the moment both guys meet at some conference -- two Egon clones in lab coats silently sizing each other up, then awkwardly going in for the ultimate man-hug."
I don't care what kind, but I want Siege 3 John/Rodney touchies, goddammit. (Squee!)
ETA: Clearly, happydippy!kagey is also parenthetical!kagey.
