I would like to go to the gym tonight, I planned to, but I don't know that I'm going to. I'm in a blank and restless mood. I'd like to write, but don't know that I'll do that either. I see a vague shape in my future, large and green--it is becoming more clear now--it is...my couch.
So it's time to meme. Comment with the title of a story that doesn't exist, and I'll tell you about that imaginary story. Etc. Etc. SGA only. It's just my comfort zone of the moment.*
(*It will explain a lot when I tell you that I have an image folder entitled "Rodney" full of pictures of turtles, hedgehogs, and baby otters. Some day I will look back on this era and really, really facepalm.)