December 4th, 2005


Once, for a day, I was sane.

Right before I woke up this morning I dreamed that the new SGA credits listed Joe Flanigan as "Fin (Joe) Flanigan." Because everyone called him "Fin" on the set, and he finally wanted that change made. Motivated by this fact I decided that I'd be the first person in the fandom to write RPS about "Fin" Flanigan and David Hewlett.


Sadly for fandom I will not be the first person writing Joe/David RPS and let me just say that the lack of available RPS fiction for this pairing isn't keeping me up nights either.

This probably has something to do with the entire, small but deadly, batch of cookies I ate last night, all that butter churning up freaky dreams. This keeps happening. I need to stop making cookies. My inner plush doll is trying to get out. I can seriously feel the tired drag of extra weight that I've put back on during the last few months, having let my gym attendance slip. I need, need, need to get back into the work-out groove. I have been living on carbs and I suspect this has something to do with my nightly crashes of exhaustion. Carb overload followed by system failure.

It is winter and I am made of dough.