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*ZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz* [Jul. 26th, 2006|09:01 pm]
Cheyenne Mountain

[Current Mood |curiouscurious]

*stretches and yawns*

*grabs the empty coffee mug and heads to the cafeteria*

*passes nobody in the hallway*

*eyes the empty cafeteria as she makes her way to the coffee pots*

*eyes the empty coffee pots*

*wonders if everyone was abducted and they forgot to take her*

*decides that she must be dreaming still*

*goes back the the office, kicks off her shoes, plops down in the plushy chair, and goes back to sleep*
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Silence [Mar. 11th, 2006|11:49 pm]
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There are times of profound silence in the SGC when there are no emergencies, no malfunctions, when not even Daniel Jackson's office or Major Carter's lab are inhabited. These times are very few. The SGC, whether or not its inhabitants are aware of the fact, is almost an entity in and of itself; lent power by those who "fight the good fight" and those who "serve the greater cause". At present it is a slumbering beast, but it will soon awaken like Daniel Jackson on his fifth cup of coffee and demand that its inhabitants stir into action.

This is a good night to Kel-no-reem.
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Dropping a Line While at School  (locked for lotsofneedles) [Mar. 2nd, 2006|02:05 am]
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[Current Mood |guiltyguilty]

Dear Mom,

I don't have a lot of time right now (I have to be in Colburn's class in twenty-five minutes), but I wanted to say HI!!  :)

I also wanted to tell you that I won't be able to get home until Saturday.  I'm crashing at Mona's dorm because her house is throwing a party.  Sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but we've both been so busy lately. 

Ooh, I keep on forgetting to tell you, but my Spring Break is going to be March 27-April 2nd. 

I'm going to be taking one of the Spring late start classes like we talked about.  I know you don't think it's a good idea, but it's only three class meetings.  I can balance it with my 16 other units.  I'd prefer to take it now, because then I don't have to take a class to meet the Cultural Diversity requirement later.  It should be an easy A. 

Okay...I have a two page paper to get back to typing.  I just got my comments back from the Writing Center.  The tutor thought my narrative essay was -too- vivid, if you can believe that.  I think it possibly because he doesn't have a good understanding of the feminist art movement.  He did point out a few tense shifts and fragments I hadn't noticed, though. 

I'll call you after I get out of class...so, about 8.

Love you!

Hugs and hearts,


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(no subject) [Feb. 21st, 2006|07:20 pm]
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Sam wasn't sure what the artifact they'd picked up on PX7-459 did. It didn't seem to be one that was in Daniel's sphere of knowledge, though, so she'd taken it to the lab. A couple of times it whirred and lit up with lights that she might have called pretty if they didn't worry her.

It didn't seem to be Goa'uld. Didn't seem to be Ancient, either. The world had been almost barren, and not technologically advanced, which led her to suspect it had come from somewhere else, or was evidence of another culture they hadn't yet encountered.

When all her tests produced nothing, she set it aside with a sigh.

Her head hurt a bit and coffee would be welcome.

She headed to the cafeteria, wondering if there'd be anyone's brain to pick.
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In the commissary... [Feb. 4th, 2006|08:44 pm]
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[Current Mood |boredbored]
[Current Music |chewing]

Vala sat down with a small tray in front of her, and poked at the red jell-o in its cup.

Bored. Bored bored bored bored bored.

She glanced around, hoping to catch sight of Teal'c or - even better, Daniel or Cameron - someone to amuse her in the utter anguish in her current state of existential being.

On top of that, they were all fools to leave such an attractive woman all by herself in the commissary.

She took a bite of jell-o and sighed.

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Preparing for a cook-out [Feb. 3rd, 2006|09:52 pm]
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[Current Mood |cheerfulcheerful]

Teal'c went to General Hammond to request a driver to the grocery store. As per their cook-out tradition, he would pick out the meat. O'Neill admitted that his olafactory senses were far keener than a Tau'ri's, so he was "in charge" of finding the best cuts of meat. The butcher would stare at him angrily as he picked up packet after packet of meat and sniff. A few customers who had been in the grocery at the same time would watch him in fascination, then pick up any of the cuts he'd considered before he'd found the perfect ones.

Three beef briskets, a large chicken and an entire salmon lay in his plastic basket as he slowly made his way through the line leading to the cashier. The pretty young woman smiled up at him cheerfully, "Did you find everything you needed, sir?"

"I did indeed."

"Wow, must be some party," she said as she passed the meat past the scanner.

"We are having a cook-out."

"That sounds like fun. Well, enjoy your day, sir."

Teal'c climbed back into the car. The driver headed to Janet's house. When they arrived, he sent the airman back to the mountain, telling him that one of the other members of SG-1 would return him. He strode up to the door and knocked.
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(no subject) [Jan. 30th, 2006|02:06 pm]
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[Current Mood |hungryhungry]

*plops down in the cafeteria with a big plate of meatloaf and waits for Teal'c to join her*
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(no subject) [Jan. 27th, 2006|12:30 am]
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[Current Mood |amusedamused]

Testing, testing... 1.. 2. testing...

Hello? *taps microphone*
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