whooo. it's hot in here. more rda/ms slash

richard dean anderson and michael shanks soaked to the skin in the cab of a truck. nc-17! wow, i haven't written one of these in a LONG time. pwp.

( here in the dust )

x.x

i'm so hungry my stomach hurts. it's a middle of the night hurt. yeah, my stomach thinks it's the middle of the night because i went to be seven hours ago. well, or because it's dark out and i'm under-rested. stomach, i promise to treat you to something bland and restful later today.

gray skies, cold fine rine, and perry's curled up under my outstretched legs in the tent made where the blanket falls over them. i thought i'd read some more stargate and beta k'sal's essay again but too tired. she inspires me, really, although her scrupulously thorough 'a logical look at amok time' gives me more the urge for a sort of cynical fun-poking review. probably never to sit down and seriously work out, though.

you can't blame people for being fascinated with the whole telepathic!love thing. and, hey, telepathic!sex (which is called 'bonded sex' euphemistically more often than not...)! well. no complaints here. except for the 80% of the time when it's badly written. that's a rant for another day

help?

someone using a normal browser, not opera, go here for me and tell me if it opens and has line-breaks?

(no subject)

there's an eyelash in my eye.

need more she-ra caps!

my beloved she-ra (& he-man) episode review library has moved to www.he-man.org and they've taken down all the captures and summaries while they get them to 'match' the format of the new site. bastards! okay, granted, the format was unbelievably stupid, but. there's no other source for many of these images! certainly there's nothing comparable. would it kill them to put up the old versions while they worked on it? AUGH.

edit: i need to do something that will make me stop gritting my teeth.

i don't know why i should be surprised, but

my copy of order of the phoenix arrived. i guess i should finish sherlock holmes.

better than a diary

i just thought to myself, 'my mood swings are wild. i should really keep some kind of record of them. maybe i should start a diary.'

i swear to god! those exact words!

and then i went 'oh.'

i'm having one of those reeeeaaally emotional days. and dude, this sex scene has gone on so long i started skimming, and they haven't even started to have sex yet. maybe i should go to bed. ...i really feel just gross, and drained and bleh.