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14 December 2005 @ 10:52 pm
days usually end at midnight, right?  
Just checking. Wednesday: BE OVER WITH ALREADY.

There's nothing so special as staying home in exhaustion to rest, and lying down for hours, and getting up to find yourself not at all rested, and I say this with the most enthusiastic sarcasm, the Rodneyish sort that could wither flowers. And now I'm going to condense paragraphs of whining down to: car died, car was resuscitated, car died, car was resuscitated, car was taken to the shop, car was left there with a rude gesture. Also my monitor is dying of a wasting disease. But then I watched House of Wax and Paris Hilton got dusted by a giant spear through her frontal lobe and that made everything better. And then I wrote this to cheer myself up.


When they let Rodney out of the box, the first thing he saw was John, staring at him as if he'd just woken from a nightmare and Rodney was the ghost who'd been starring in it. A small, familiar part of Rodney wanted to rise to the occasion and give John something to reassure him--a spastic moment of complaint about his delayed rescue, a snappy demand for food--but instead he felt his eyes prickle and his mouth and chin quiver in a way that made him feel like an old man.

John grabbed and pulled him close and pressed his face to a patch of Rodney's hair just over his left ear. He was almost unbearably comforting, a clasp of lanky muscle with a P-90, and he smelled clean and only a little sweaty, a good guyish smell that made Rodney feel even more disgusting by comparison. He rubbed Rodney's back and squeezed the side of his neck tight enough to fill in a silent blank of dozens of words, and then he fritzed out Rodney's brain by turning his head and kissing him briefly on the temple.

There are *marines* watching, he wanted to say, but his throat was too parched and he couldn't pull it together in time. He closed his eyes and wondered what had made John do that. Unlike all the other questions that had filled his mind over the last three days, this one was worth dwelling on.


And now I'm going to bed, and with the terrible mental powers at my disposal will turn Rodney into...AN ELF!

I am so totally lying. He's really a centaur elf. Good night.
stungunbillystungunbilly on December 15th, 2005 07:21 am (UTC)
Oh man. Not an elf. Besides, John's the elf, look at his ears. Wait, I didn't say that.
Please, seriously, no. This whole Rodney thing is out of control, and I did *not* just spend three hours tracking D.H. links for pics and G.U.P. reviews that also loved the show. And maybe a few hundred Sheppard/Rodney stories that come with HIGH PRAISE OMG HELP.
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stungunbillystungunbilly on December 15th, 2005 04:11 pm (UTC)
I'm being enabled!
No, but those are so cool, can I really use one?
I've been temporarily cut off from photoshop and making icons in PAINT, if you can believe the horror.
Sorry we said fuck so much20thcenturyvole on December 15th, 2005 07:28 am (UTC)
Ack! You can't just write a fantastic snippet like that and then not promise on your honour to follow up on it!

Sorry you had a terrible day, though watching Paris Hilton buy it in a spectacular way must have been cool.
Moral Whiplashbkwyrm on December 15th, 2005 08:14 am (UTC)
Oh, Rodney.
Sympathies on the car. That sucks. Or as my network admin would say, that SUXX0RS.
Innocent Bystanderfiresprite1105 on December 15th, 2005 09:51 am (UTC)
Aw, man, that snippet was just what I needed, the fictional equivalent to a teddy bear.

*cuddles John and Rodney*
The Scientific Nature of the Whammymiss_pryss on December 15th, 2005 01:42 pm (UTC)
I can't DEAL with your icon.

Innocent Bystanderfiresprite1105 on December 16th, 2005 11:16 am (UTC)

Feel free to use it-- everyone should have a Boom Boom Room icon. :)
The Scientific Nature of the Whammymiss_pryss on December 17th, 2005 07:23 pm (UTC)
Dude, for serious? I'm totally snagging it, then. Thank you so much!
bibliokat: I dream of genius by z_raynebibliokat on December 17th, 2005 05:29 am (UTC)
Someone made it, that's *awesome*! In my comments to Boom Boom Room I said that icon needed to exist!
The Scientific Nature of the Whammymiss_pryss on December 15th, 2005 11:49 am (UTC)
oh, that snippet is powerful-good.

Also, if you were to turn Rodney into a centaur elf...


I would read it.
Anna S.: dino-best-story-evereliade on December 15th, 2005 02:09 pm (UTC)
Also, if you were to turn Rodney into a centaur elf...


I would read it.

Rodney made a little whickering sound of contentment when John scratched behind his pointed ear and then the God of Badfic hurled a thunderbolt at them with a little cry of horror, and Rodnyye and John exploded in a sudden fiery death, burning chunks of their man flesh raining down over the Lost City of Atlantis.

The dazed survivors gave a weak cheer.
The Scientific Nature of the Whammymiss_pryss on December 15th, 2005 03:02 pm (UTC)
I love your icon.

ALso, RODNEY WHICKERED. I... can't deal.

Also, man flesh! That is man-funny.
Alex the Eccentriceccentric_alex on December 16th, 2005 01:21 am (UTC)
You. Crack. Me. Up. So. Bad. *tries valiantly not to fall out of her chair*
Innocent Bystanderfiresprite1105 on December 16th, 2005 11:22 am (UTC)
Oh my GAWD. I'm not sure whether to salute you or run away.

*frowns transfixed at Rodnyye the Centaur Elf*

Anna S.: brainslugeliade on December 15th, 2005 02:56 pm (UTC)
It occurs to me that my God of Badfic's actions make no sense here--wouldn't he be benevolently encouraging terrible centaur-elf fic? But maybe the idea is so horrifying that it scares even him.... Yes, that must be it.
The Scientific Nature of the Whammymiss_pryss on December 15th, 2005 03:03 pm (UTC)
OMG, if it's bad enough to freak out the God of Badfic, it must be really bad. So bad it's... good? OK, not. But still. WHICKERING.
jilltanith: reunitedjilltanith on December 15th, 2005 12:16 pm (UTC)
Uh, you have read the SGA-centaur fic out there, right? It's not Rodney, though.
Anna S.: dino-sobeliade on December 15th, 2005 02:04 pm (UTC)
Uh, you have read the SGA-centaur fic out there, right?

LA LA LA I can't hear you!

Innocent Bystanderfiresprite1105 on December 16th, 2005 11:27 am (UTC)
Man, those dinosaur icons of yours SPEAK TO MY WEARY SOUL.

*cries one single, perfect tear*
Nickcoconutboi on December 15th, 2005 03:30 pm (UTC)
You make me want to go out and buy SGA... oh if i only had the funds.

Oh.. and cars are stupid... i think mine needs oil.... or something unimportant like that
Sarapanisdead on December 15th, 2005 03:57 pm (UTC)
That cheered me up when I wasn't even having a bad day. Hoo boy.
tabaquitabaqui on December 15th, 2005 06:17 pm (UTC)
BWAAAAAAaahahhha, centaur-elf! With loooooong hair and elf-locks and a bow!

I like that, that up there. Marines watching. Heh.
Yeah, nice stuff.
*pets you*
Be...well? Better? More rested and less frazzled? Something.
*pet pet*
superheroes failing at oatmeal: wheeeeeeeesome_stars on December 15th, 2005 07:57 pm (UTC)
centaur elf!

...I got nothin'. just. centaur elf!


rodney the elftaur!

oh god, i'm high, i'm going away now.
Caminando, desaparezcomargueritem on December 15th, 2005 09:49 pm (UTC)
Aw. :)

Also, are elf allowed to be as cranky as Rodney is? I think Rodney would be more of a dwarf. ;)
cetpar on December 16th, 2005 03:47 am (UTC)
OMG, the picture of dwarf!Rodney that just came to mind......::scrubs out brain::
good enough, just not transcendental: this week's love songwalkingshadow on December 16th, 2005 06:39 am (UTC)
i hope that cheered you up half as much as it did me.

(kissed his TEMPLE. *curls up and dies*)
pollitt on December 17th, 2005 04:01 pm (UTC)
My sympathies on your car :(

That snippet just about did me in, the kiss on the temple killed me dead, though. Beautiful.