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11 February 2007 @ 11:46 am
LJ is my anti-drug.  
The latest vicodin dream:

The Voyager episode "Warlord" (read: Kes gets possessed by alien bloodthirsty warlord who can move from person to person as the hosts die) set in the Sex and the City universe.

I woke up screaming "NO, STANFORD CAN'T DIE!"

That show is scarily insidious, y0. Current wisdom-tooth setback aside, I'm actually quite pleased with my life, but my coworkers' nagging + many hours of that show when my nerves are worn down by LOTS OF PAAAAIN makes me start panicking that oh em gee, I must find a man now before I lose my pretty face and post-anorexic figure, and also, I hate my shoes. But it's so fluffy and gives me such wonderful fashion design ideas!

Anyway, I'm rationing my vicodin to keep from becoming a junkie, and am therefore in pain and bitchy (this is a VAST improvement over the "in pain and psychotically desperate" that was featured last week; I think this means I'm over the worst of it, though the second-worst still kind of sucks) and would love love love comment!spam, ficlet!spam etc to distract me. I will even try to comment!ficlet you back if I can stop rocking back and forth and whining long enough! OR JUST DO IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME AND I AM PATHETIC, OMG. (Family says I am a weenie because it has only been a week and a half. Doctor says I am not a weenie because infecty dry sockets are apparently The Most Painful Thing most people experience in their lifetime including childbirth, but I think she just said that to make up for the fact that she keeps telling me "just take ibuprofen!" and I'm all "I CAN'T BECAUSE I AM ALLERGIC AND WILL DIE" and she's all "Oh, right, sorry. That sucks to be you.")
 
 
feel: distressedAMUSE ME!
 
 
 
Trialia: Harry Potter Draco/Harry Hermione mistaktrialia on February 11th, 2007 09:29 pm (UTC)
spam spam spammity spam vweeeeee.

i have the flu. and i've been hallucinating. yay, we can be psychotic togetherrrrr.
Little Redmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 09:32 pm (UTC)
Oh noes!!

I got really hysterical the other night playing Go To The Head Of The Class with my sister, and laughed so hard I started, liek, drooling all over myself. It was ridiculous.
Trialiatrialia on February 11th, 2007 09:40 pm (UTC)
heh, yeah. spent my whole birthday throwing up and hacking up a lung. joy.

aww. *squishes* I've never heard of that, what is it?
Little Redmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 10:23 pm (UTC)
Aw, man, I've totally done that before. Consider that you're getting it out of the way for the whole year.

Go to the Head of the Class is a trivia board game "for the whole fambly"... they have different levels of questions so everyone can play together. I select my grade level depending on how much vicodin I have taken lately. :)
Trialia: Lizzie cuter than youtrialia on February 11th, 2007 10:29 pm (UTC)
well, until October at least. but it does kinda suck that my memory of my 21st birthday will be of wondering what truck hit me.

Ah! Oh, that's just cute.
entertaining in a disturbing way: lizzie hot chickslyssie on February 11th, 2007 09:33 pm (UTC)
*tap-dances*

*goes for random Lantis ficlets*

John Sheppard wasn't really a guy to think too deeply about stuff. And the rights and wrongs of torturing an enemy really didn't bother him all that much. Besides, he had better things on his mind.

So when Elizabeth finally got done in her office and headed to her quarters for the evening, he caught up with her, tagged along, and suggested something. "Let's go have a shower."

"Are you saying my hair's greasy?" She sounded just a little cranky.

"Well, no, not exactly..."

"Oh, you are so dead." But she was relaxing, he could see the tension leaving her shoulders as he glanced at her.


=-=-

"OK, so I could have come up with a better plan."

Dr. Elizabeth Weir simply looked across the room at Major John Sheppard. The look said it all, really. He squirmed in his seat like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

The cold of the stone beneath her made her want to shift, but she didn't. She wouldn't give him (or their captors) the satisfaction.

"Really." Sheppard shifted again. "I just... didn't think they'd go through with capturing us if we were, you know..."

Her gaze sharpened.

"Sorry?"

If looks could kill, John Sheppard would have been crispy-fried, dead, and buried.

"Promise I'll make it up to you?"
=-=

"Dancing."

Elizabeth Weir smiled at the disgust in John Sheppard's voice. "Yes, Colonel, dancing."

"You know, Colonel," inserted Rodney McKay, "That thing where you wear a formal tuxedo and your date stands you up to go with the high school quarterback who gets her pregnant and leaves her for the super-model down the street."
Little Red: sga - lizzie temptress - goldie_galmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 10:19 pm (UTC)
OMG your randomness is so keen and delightful and perfect for a brain on drugs!!

I love the last bit most of all. :)

"But that's so-" John cut himself off. "Wait, that happened to you?"

"To a friend of mine," Rodney dismissed it. "And it's not like you haven't had to do more humiliating things for the benefit of the city."

John paused, thinking of all the things he normally did his best not to think of.

Rodney took that as an invitation: "You remember, the Countess of Alaria-"

"She was cute!"

"She was, like, sixty."

"Gentlemen." Elizabeth sounded mad, but she was smiling. At least, a little. It might have been a sneer. "Regardless of past... off-world indiscretions or senior proms, you've been invited. And you're going to go."

"But Elizabeth-"

"That's the nature of diplomacy, gentlemen. I'll be waiting by the limo with a camera."

An hour later, and the third time Elizabeth had sent Rodney back to his quarters to change into something appropriate, John was pissed, itchy and bored. He never much liked his dress uniform, and Elizabeth was wearing something far too... eh. Women on the Callusan planet were supposed to dress in a respectable fashion and it was altogether too Victorian for his taste. If he had to dress up, he'd like to have something nice to look at. He could actually see less of Elizabeth's skin than he normally could.

Not that he was supposed to care about that sort of thing when it came to his boss, but he'd had to decide to stop feeling guilty about checking her out before the guilt drove him crazy. He liked her. Really liked her. He thought she liked him. But... well, running a massive war operation in an alien galaxy was a crappy time to get smitten, and he was pretty sure she'd shoot him down right out of the gate if he ever actually asked.

And then he'd have to start feeling guilty again. He just hoped the next planet they visited would favor beachwear, and she'd be as ardently diplomatic about that.

At least, Elizabeth had said, the Callusans didn't insist on pink taffeta or side ponytails.

"Stop pacing before you break something," Elizabeth ordered, sounding bored and frustrated herself. She was lounging in the copilot's seat of the puddle-jumper. "Tell me your prom horror story."

"Don't have one."

"Don't tell me you're the one who stole Rodney's date."

He snorts. "No. Didn't go. I'd just moved, didn't know anyone."

"She said no," Elizabeth guessed.

"I didn't ask," he said instead, shrugging. "And, strangely enough, she also ended up pregnant -- but he was the captain of the chess team."

"Wow. I thought mine was bad. He'd never had a drink before in his life and puked all over my lovely dress. I held his head in the men's room for half the night."

Little Red: sga - shep sin - goldie_galmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 10:19 pm (UTC)
"Yikes."

"At least it gave me an excuse to burn the taffeta."

John kicked at one of the bulkheads, then stopped before Elizabeth could accuse him of being destructive again. "I hate dancing," he admitted.

"I figured. I actually like it -- on puke-free evenings, at least. It's sort of a requirement of diplomat school that you learn to hobnob with the elite in their natural environment. And don't worry if you don't know how; this is an alien planet with alien dances, it's acceptable to ask for directions."

She made it look awfully easy. He tried to imagine her in pink taffeta and a side ponytail. He couldn't do it, but it was reassuring that she wasn't born classy.

Rodney finally returned, and deemed socially acceptable by Elizabeth, and they took off in their makeshift limo. The Callusan settlement was a bit of a flight away from the 'gate, so they had more time for complaining and figeting, and for Elizabeth to give them point-by-point instructions on how not to turn this into a major diplomatic incident.

When she was done with her list, John said, "I wouldn't have puked on you, you know."

Rodney looked back and forth between them. "Ew. What?"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Yes, well, I'll settle for not ending this evening at war, okay?"

Rodney persisted: "What's with the puking?"

John ignored him. "Think we could convince them to play Stairway to Heaven?"

"I did miss out on that one the first time around," Elizabeth said, peering at him intently.

He didn't say it in front of Rodney, but after landing, he took the opportunity to help her out of the jumper with her yards and yards of dress material. "One dance," he offered. "That's all you'll get out of me."

She smirked. "And that's all I ask."
miera_c: elizabeth bwmiera_c on February 11th, 2007 10:31 pm (UTC)
how are you that good on drugs and no sleep? It's so not fair.

Sex and the City left me similarly unhappy with Life. Even though I was reminding myself every few minutes "This is a tv show, not a documentary." Ugh.
Little Redmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 10:37 pm (UTC)
Ha! Glad it works. I'm sort of typing without looking back because it hurts my migrainey eyes to read, but am DETERMINED to at least do minor creativeness before returning to work for the rest of my liiiiife.
entertaining in a disturbing way: Hathorlyssie on February 11th, 2007 10:37 pm (UTC)
*laughs* Awww! Awesome, darlin', awesome. *goes to hunt through the file for more*
Little Red: xf - diana slut - liminallizmylittleredgirl on February 12th, 2007 12:48 am (UTC)
Your file of randomness rocks, as do you and your Hathor icon. :)
Tammy - never give up, never surrenderbesyd on February 11th, 2007 11:31 pm (UTC)
Considering where you are with pain and such, I have to say that your talent just knows no bounds. We need you here more often, just without the pain and other nastiness.

"Think we could convince them to play Stairway to Heaven?"

Awww! That was, like, my favorite of favorite songs. But for our prom, it was Color My World. (sigh)

I went with a boy I did not adore. And I set it up so that he had to have me home by 11:00. So we left the prom before anyone else, practically, then he give me a sweet kiss that I'll never ever forget, and I don't think we've ever seen each other again. (I even have no idea what ever happened to the infamous prom picture of us.) Sometimes I think I made a big mistake that night.
Little Red: cupid - claire/alex too cool - meegzi31mylittleredgirl on February 12th, 2007 12:52 am (UTC)
Awww. My prom date took my sister the following year! And later got drunk and told me lots of inappropriate fantasies about having my sister and I together! OMG, asshat.

That one was his prom, tho. At my prom, it was totally awesome because I had a ridiculous dime-store poofy red dress that I sewed poofy sleeves on, and my date had a powder-blue tux with ruffles, and we got a standing ovation on the red carpet. (Yes, we had a red. carpet. And an announcer. The whole town turns out to see the kids walk in -- prom is a big deal in small-town USA.)

I think I get too caught up in writing Really Great Fics or something, that never get finished, that I forget to write random spam of joy. More random spam of joy in the new year, yes.
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Little Red: sga - teyla girls only think - lizmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 10:21 pm (UTC)
It is indeed that episode. And it's totally awesome. I think season 3 is my favorite season, it is rather rocktacular watching it all on Spike again!

And ahahahaha, oh, man, yeah. Though I imagine it was censored LESS on Canadian TV than on American TV, since Canadian network television brings you things like Bliss.
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Little Red: trek - kes sees - 50thousandtearzmylittleredgirl on February 11th, 2007 10:24 pm (UTC)
I LOVE "The Killing Game," omg, bestest episode evarrr. Howev, I love Kes more, mostly because I love the ensemble dynamic of the show in season 3. :)
miera_c: girl powermiera_c on February 11th, 2007 10:40 pm (UTC)
Your fault.
For a while, Elizabeth hoarded her Sex and the City DVDs. She'd purchased the entire series during that first trip back to Earth from Pegasus and in the night when she couldn't sleep or on the rare occasions she got more than 10 minutes to herself she'd pop a DVD into the laptop.

It took Elizabeth a while to realize it was actually making her feel worse. The show was funny and outrageous and occasionally poignant. It also made her insecure about her figure, annoyed with the drab wardrobe she lived with, and way too horny for her own good in a city with at least half a dozen extremely good-looking men living mere feet away, all of whom had a crush on her to some degree that she officially knew nothing about and didn't want to take advantage of. It was just too dangerous, so she put the DVDs away and went back to reading through the nights.

While Laura Cadman was recovering from her brain-and-body sharing experience with Rodney, Elizabeth thought perhaps something involving so much girl talk and shoewear might be a good remedy. She brought the first season to Laura, only to discover that several of the other female expedition members were already in Laura's quarters, having pooled their chocolate and snacks and debating what movie to watch.

She spent about four hours there that night, eating food (or throwing it at the screen) and mocking Carrie's horrible fashion choices, debating Samantha's lifestyle (independent or slutty?), and trying vainly to explain to Teyla how it could possibly be hard for a woman who wanted desperately to get married and have children to find a partner.

Even though it meant she got barely any sleep that night, Elizabeth was more relaxed the next morning than she could remember being in months.
Little Redmylittleredgirl on February 12th, 2007 12:55 am (UTC)
Re: Your fault.
OMG, you are so crazy. SO CRAZY!! I love it. And she would just DIE if people knew she had brought it to Atlantis, but die on the inside only, because she's way too cool to show it. :)
live the life you've imaginedcalleigh_j on February 12th, 2007 12:35 am (UTC)
Argh - Sex And The City has exactly the same effect on me. So does Valentine's Day - I can already predict that I'll spend the first half of this week secretly hoping to get something, and the second half being depressed because I didn't get anything. Grrr.
Little Red: b5 - talia pretty lie - thatfangirlmylittleredgirl on February 12th, 2007 12:54 am (UTC)
It's amazing how little I care about Valentine's Day. I think I missed some important girly gene or something, because I'm totally nonbitter -- I think it's a fantabulous holiday! yay, joy and candy! -- and don't really feel repressed by The Man because I'm not dating right now. However, I'm only 24, so check back with me in 10 years. Or in, like, high school, when it was a really big deal.
live the life you've imaginedcalleigh_j on February 12th, 2007 01:11 am (UTC)
I'm going on 20, and 2 of my flatmates are happily attached...bitter? Me? Nooooo.

I'm all for the chocolate though.
Jessi: Eureka - Jack/Joj_guda on February 12th, 2007 05:42 pm (UTC)
Doctor says I am not a weenie because infecty dry sockets are apparently The Most Painful Thing most people experience in their lifetime including childbirth

That's what my mom says! Anytime wisdom teeth are discussed the first thing she says about getting dry socket is "worse than labor."

*hugs* So sorry it happened to you!


I got my wisdom teeth out in 2003 right about the time "The Hulk" movie came out and there were product tie-ins all over the place. High as a kite on Vicodin, I was eating some pudding when I suddenly realized my pudding was green. After a massive freak out, my mother calmed me diwn and assured me it actually was green, and I was neither a) going to die of food poisoning or b) hallucinating I was going to die of food poisoning.
miekecmiekec on February 12th, 2007 07:39 pm (UTC)
Apparently, dry sockets really are very very painful. A very good friend got one, and he actually asked how much painkiller he could safely use. And only oxicodone made his pain go away. And this is someone who *never* takes painkillers.
Take the drugs, don't let the pain get to you too much.
::hugs::
surferartchick: SG1 Sam smile cropsurferartchick on February 12th, 2007 09:16 pm (UTC)
SPAM!!!! lol, Vicodin does nothing for me. I have to take Darvicet (sp?) and even then it will just get me through the day when I'm in pain.

lol to Sex in the city all Voyager style!