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sgatazmyIt’s the last week of classes. I need to grade like crazy for a bit then I finally get time off.
My eldest made me a Ronon sticker and I am all kinds of excited. The trouble is sticker sheets were on mega sale ($29 for 50 instead if $119). So I bought some? What am I supposed to do with 50 of these AR-1 sheets??? Who wants one? https://www.tumblr.com/sgatazmy/752053038209990656/she-drew-me-ronon-i-am-so-excited-for-these
I’m back to writing and about 12k words into my latest fic. It was supposed to be short. John had other ideas. Actually John is just in self-destructive mode and Teyla is having none of it. Rodney sees right through John but is still getting fairly hurt. Thankfully I am one chapter away from happy ending.
How are you all?
Excerpt:
“Did you just insinuate that I was going to the dark side?” John asks, smirking for the first time since that night.
“It was more of an accusation,” Rodney replies, daring John to deny it.
“Well, I did hear they have cookies.”
“Yeah, but they're probably all oatmeal raisin.”
“Now that's a disturbing thought.”
“An affront to humanity if ever there was one.”
“I’m not turning into a sith for anything less than fresh from the oven chocolate chip. They better be gooey.”
My eldest made me a Ronon sticker and I am all kinds of excited. The trouble is sticker sheets were on mega sale ($29 for 50 instead if $119). So I bought some? What am I supposed to do with 50 of these AR-1 sheets??? Who wants one? https://www.tumblr.com/sgatazmy/752053038209990656/she-drew-me-ronon-i-am-so-excited-for-these
I’m back to writing and about 12k words into my latest fic. It was supposed to be short. John had other ideas. Actually John is just in self-destructive mode and Teyla is having none of it. Rodney sees right through John but is still getting fairly hurt. Thankfully I am one chapter away from happy ending.
How are you all?
Excerpt:
“Did you just insinuate that I was going to the dark side?” John asks, smirking for the first time since that night.
“It was more of an accusation,” Rodney replies, daring John to deny it.
“Well, I did hear they have cookies.”
“Yeah, but they're probably all oatmeal raisin.”
“Now that's a disturbing thought.”
“An affront to humanity if ever there was one.”
“I’m not turning into a sith for anything less than fresh from the oven chocolate chip. They better be gooey.”
