I posted some wedding pics in my scrapbook. Just a few that turned out all right. We don't have anything professional back yet.

* My One Crazy Summer AU is DONE and being beta'd. HOW EXCITING! I just have to edit the crap out of it, and edit even more crap out of my Just One Of The Guys AU and I'll have finished all of my summer challenge fics! Also, I'll get to post my Winnie The Pooh AU soon!

* I'm writing Bob the janitor, yes I am. I'm not sure how many school!verse elements are going to get into it, but it's definitely going to be Bob/Ryan. Something new and fun!

This is how our Day After Tomorrow conversation went last night:

J: You know, if this ever happened, we wouldn't be able to keep all the dogs.

Me: ...

J: except Chew, because you wouldn't let her out of your arms.

Me: what about the cats and Happy?

J: we'd eat them.

Me: ...

J: actually, we'd have to eat the dogs, too. Are you willing to eat ChewChew? Can you do that? Wait, no, I'm not going to lie to you here, I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who's going to survive.

Me: ...

J: You have to be willing to eat the dogs, and you're not going to be, and then you're going to give up and I'm going to eat you.

Me: ...

J: Definitely. That's how it's going down.

Me: You'd eat me if I died?

J: I'd probably kill and eat you.

Me: Wait, you wouldn't even wait until I was dead?

J: You'd give up way before then. No sense waiting. You're almost dead at that point, anyway.

Me: *thinks* We have a wood burning stove in the basement. I think we can just barracade us and all the animals down there.

J: We could eat the fish.

Me: Sure.

J: There'd be no electricity and they'd die anyway.

Me: Okay.

J: And then we'd start in on the animals.

Me: You get that this movie happened within days, right? And then at the end everyone who'd stayed inside and warm were relatively okay? We won't have to eat any of the animals.

J: What'll we eat then? We'll need to eat.

Me: I think we can survive a few days without food. We can boil water from the fish tank on the wood burning stove. We'll be fine.

J: *thinks* Maybe.


J wants to kill and eat me in case of an emergency. That's love.

For some unknown reason, probably the crappy weather – 50s! In June! – I am in a dissatisfied funk. So I’ve decided to list some things that I love today, right this minute. Feel free to play along in the comments with stuff you love, too! We can squee about things together!

ETA: cut tag, 'cause I didn't realize how fucking long this list is!

( I, SkoosiePants, LOVE... )

Wow, I feel so much better now. I’m GRINNING. Come share and grin with me!

I'm in the process of trying to get my brother hooked on My Chemical Romance, because I am convinved they are, like, the greatest rock group of all time. I may be biased, but whatever. Gerard Way can have my soul if he wants it. I'm pretty sure he'd just say "thanks, that's so nice, but you might want to keep it," because he looks like he's so incredibly sweet! He doesn't want to eat my soul! He wants me to love my soul exactly how it is! *hugs him*

I'm eating rasberry danish. Mmmmmm... rasberry danish. Coooooofffeeee *drools*

Tonight is our tasting at the reception hall. My parents, his parents and us. I hope it's not disastrous.

Rec me something gay. Rec me something juicy & lengthy & gay of the bandslash or SGA variety (no spoilers). Please?

Also -

Me: I'm going to marry Fall Out Boy
J: Do they know you already booked the hall?

Also, also -

J: You know what I want to be? I want to be--
Me: A magician?
*both of us die laughing*
J: No, no, I want to be--
Me: Seriously, you should be a magician.
*more dying by laughter*
J: No, I want to be, like, a criminal mastermind.
*silent pause*
Me: Can't you be both?

Now J leaves the room by pretending to throw down smoke and disappearing. We are so dumb. Seriouly, we could not stop laughing about the magician stuff, and it's really not all that funny. We totally deserve each other.

I have no idea. No, seriously. What day is it? Where am I? Who are you?

I think I might actually be broke.

Elliot has a urinary tract infection, and before we figured it out I thought she'd decided she was no longer house broken and wanted our lives to be equivalent to the deepest pit of hell. Because constantly cleaning urine off the rug makes me want to kill myself.

No, seriously, I'm doing the bills and coming up 30 bucks short. I have never been this broke before. I'm considering selling off Moose to a burlesque house.

I have been a crappy flister, and have complete writers block and I found myself having a deep and meaningful conversation with my head the other day about JD/Dr. Cox relationship fics, and how easy it is for them to completely suck. JD and Dr. Cox work because Dr. Cox calls JD girly names and JD dreams about Dr. Cox riding a pony or whatever. Also, having JD call Dr. Cox Perry is wrong wrong wrong no matter how much sex they're having. And again, I am overthinking scrubsfic.

Um. I think I'm done.

As seen at joyfulseeker:

( writing meme! )

Our central air broke last night. Oh my god. Nearly 3500 dollars. Holy crap. I'm financing for six months without interest, but JESUS GOD. 3500 dollars. And ALL the animals are due for a vet visit. Looks like we're going to be living off peanut butter and bread for the next year.

Fucking hell.

* I am starting to panic about a deadline, because my writing feels off, and I can't think of an original idea to save my life. It's particularly hard for me, because I can't write porn, and I keep thinking everything I've written would be better with porn in it. Porn = Magic.

* Last night, J said to me: "You take two great things, Danny Glover and bacon, put 'em together, and you got a CLUB." Apparently, I'm the president of said bacon and Danny Glover club. And really, you wonder why I'm this weird?? Hell, that's normal talk from him.

* Sci-fi has become our default channel. Yesterday, we watch Blood Surf, about a man-eating saltwater croc and extreme surfers, and my god. It was possibly the worst movie I've ever seen. And yet, Sci-fi continues to own my heart.

* Who do you think would win in a fight, Teal'c or Ronon?

* Who else simply adores Jonas Quinn? I mean, he seriously kicks ass. He's like the smartest man ever but he's so... nonchalant about it. Like, eh, you could do this and this and it'll fix this and SAVE THE WORLD, don't you think? And he strolls around and has these little smiles like YAY, I did something good! and all he wants is a little pat on the head from Jack. I thought the season without Daniel would suck, but Quinn is just wonderful. Plus, he's Parker Lewis, and that show rocked.

* With these DVD fic commentaries going around, I thought fleetingly of asking if there's any interest with me, but then I realized that I have no idea how to go about it, since I'm not entirely sure where half the stuff I write actually comes from. My mind is a scary, scary place. I think this is partly J's fault. But still, feel free to ask for one if you want, and I'll see what I can do. Or not. Because, and I freely admit this, the idea is merely a product of my horrible writer's block-slash-deadline panic.

* Who do you think would win in a fight, Teal'c or Teyla?

So, of course, since I always update house_of_pants with huge amounts of fics, I also always miss some that I have bookmarked away somewhere. Half the time I keep them on my work comp, then update at home, or memoried them somewhere and forget how I catagorized them. Ah well. So the next SGA update will most likely have a few odds and ends attached.

If you hadn't already guessed, I'm having trouble with my muse again. She wants to flirt with all the pretty boys and twirl her skirts, and refuses to pay attention to the important stuff, damn it!

Must remember to look up when that movie-challenge fic is due.

Also, have a vague bunny about Lorne and monkeys, Rodney and Ronon and someone (not John) being jealous. Maybe.

Does anyone else think of Rodney and Ronon as some sort of comedic duo? I can't quite catagorize them, though, since they're hardly Laurel and Hardy or, you know, the Smothers Brothers - Dudes, me and Pirate Booty used to be all over the Smothers Brothers. We were the biggest geeks EVER. Those two still can make me laugh. *sigh* Plus, I'm pretty sure I still know all the words to "Crabs walk sideways" and "I fell into a vat of Chocolate."

Wow. Off topic like nobody's business! What the hell was I talking about?

Oh, right. Rodney and Ronon. My favorite non-romantic pair. They crack me up. Um. Or maybe I just write them that way.

AND! I will give someone a shiny new nickel - SHINY! NEW! NICKEL! - if they write me a Scrubs on Atlantis fic. I mean. It's perfect! The Janitor! Dr. Cox and Rodney! JD and his daydreams about Lt. Col. Sheppard and his hair! Seriously, I think this has to be written, and since I have absolutely no idea how to go about writing Scrubs characters, you all have to figure it out for me. Please? *puppy eyes*