Stargate SG-1 fic: Boredom Buster of Galactic Proportions

Written for a challenge at stargateland. It only had to be 150 words but I can’t ever do anything short.  So this is what you get…some cracky crossover nuttiness.  Not anything spectactular but it’s 2am on Thanksgiving morning so what do expect.  And, yes, I’m cooking later today so I really should be in bed but this begged to be written.

Boredom Buster of Galactic Proportions
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Stargate SG-1/Farscape
gen (sort of John/Aeryn)
517 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS: cracky crossover

Missions have gotten kind of boring since the defeat of the Ori but SG-1 has finally gated to a planet that offers something interesting to ponder.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.
The planet they gated to looked like just about every other planet. Daniel sighed. He had to admit the thrill of adventure was waning even for him. With the Ori defeated, the Goa’uld all dead—except for maybe Ba’al because you could never tell with that guy—and peace reigning in the galaxy things were just getting…

“Boring.” Daniel glanced over at Vala who stood next to the DHD, her hands on her hips. “A snooze fest. A snore.”

“You’re being dramatic,” Cam told her.

“Of course I am.”

The colonel rolled his eyes. “Well knock it off.”

“Like that’s going to work.”

Stargate SG-1 fic: Happiness Is a Lie

OMG…fic.  This came from a prompt at comment_fic left by obsessed_psyco way back in May.  Her prompt was “the ring fitted her finger perfectly.”  Not sure what she had in mind but I don’t really write fluff so you get angst instead.  It’s the first thing I’ve written in awhile so I’m not sure how good it is.

Happiness Is a Lie
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Stargate SG-1
Jack/Sam
1813 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS: spoilers for season 7 and 8

Nothing was right about the situation. And nothing would ever be right again. Sam/Jack angst set in season 8. Sam’s engaged to Pete and they will both have to learn to deal with that.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.

The ring fitted her finger perfectly. Too bad it belonged to another man. Jack felt his throat close up as the sun glinted off the diamond. It took all his willpower to pull his gaze away before Carter looked up, a nervous smile playing across her lips.

“Can I get you another beer, sir?”

Jack swallowed hard, his voice escaping him. His eyes landed on her face but remained unfocused. He didn’t want to see the look she was giving him…sympathy, pity, regret.

“Sir?” she asked again, her voice more hesitant this time. God, he wanted to be anywhere but here—in Carter’s back yard having a bar-b-que to announce her engagement. Pete was around somewhere, too. Jack faintly remembered him dragging Teal’c inside to look at something.

What’s with the weather, Washington state?

The kids are getting ready for school and trying to decide which hoodies/jackets to wear.  It’s raining (when isn’t it) but it’s 53F out.  And it’s not even 8am yet.  In November!  I guess it’s supposed to be up to 55F today and that’s how the weather’s going to be all week.  That’s weird for even here.

It still cracks me up that I’m walking to the store (a mile away) in the middle of November in just a hoodie.  People from the midwest and other cold states will understand…that’s unheard of back there.  By November you’re bundled up in layers, winter coat, boots, hats, mittens, scarves and you avoid walking anywhere if you can.

I just love the weather here.  Our town is on the edge of the foothills so if you drive north in town you start to go up.  We had school canceled 5 times last year because of snow up in the hills.  It rarely reaches down to the main part of town, though.  When we were driving home from Vancouver on Saturday we could see the highest hills around town were just covered in snow.  You could tell it had just fallen because everything was just white.  Mt. Hood has been dumped on.  We couldn’t see the peak but the rest of the mountain is completely white as are all the hills surrounding it.  Very pretty to see.  We just get rain.  But, luckily, it’s not a hard rain, just a yucky drizzle.

And then in the summer when everyone is dying of heat stroke it’s a pleasant 75F with no humidity here.  Except last summer when we had a horrible heat wave from the beginning of August until mid-Septemeber.  Weeks and weeks of upper 80s/low 90s which probably doesn’t sound like much to everyone out east or in the desert but we don’t have AC so it SUCKS.  Especially when we had days in a row where it was pushing 100F.  There’s nothing to do but sit under the fan drinking ice water and hoping it will pass.  But that was kind of a fluke (according to long time residents).

my first scrapbook freebie

There are 3 fixed date stamps.  One is square with days, months and years (2000-2009), another only has months and days and the third is a wheel (with years 2000-2010).

I also included the separate circles of days, months and years from the wheel so you can combine them how you please.

Enjoy.

 

[originally published Nov 7, 2008]

Picspam: Varro the BAMF

Had another challenge in stargateland to get done so figured I’d stay up tonight and work on it.  I’ll probably be exhausted tomorrow.  Like that’s new.  But, I had a little creativity going with my Sam/Jack manifesto so I rolled that over to finish this challenge.

Varro is BAMF simply for being a member of the Lucian Alliance.  Right from the start he has cred as a bad ass.  He makes his first appearance as the Lucian Alliance attempts to gate to and take over Destiny.  The mission is initially successful but Varro is injured during the incursion.  Their attempt at control is short lived, though, and their leader is killed.  After they are taken prisoner Varro is smart enough to know his place as de-facto leader of the Lucian Alliance group–he earns his keep helping in the infirmary and supports Young’s decisions about his people to keep the peace.  By the end of the show he’s the last Lucian Alliance member still alive.  Varro does what he has to survive but he still has principals that he won’t compromise and a steely loyalty to those who treat him well.  Plus he’s got that whole leather thing going on and that just has BAMF written all over it.

shipper manifesto: Jack & Sam

Talk about waiting until the last minute.  This is do tonight and I just kept putting it off and putting it off.  It’s nothing profound but I still can’t seem to write anything much lately.  It is what it is.  Maybe someday I can put my love for this couple into some more colorful and better thought out words.

It’s no secret that I’m a Sam/Jack shipper. It’s pretty obvious just by looking at my icons and list of stories. There’s just something about Jack and Sam that pulls me in and makes me get all gooey inside. I started watching SG-1 long after the series went off the air. I don’t really remember the first episode I watched but the next day they had a viewer’s choice marathon on so I got to see all the best episodes. Many of which were very shippy. And I just fell in love.

Colonel Jack O’Neill is the older, somewhat bitter and jaded commanding officer of SG-1. His life hasn’t always been easy. The loss of his son in an accident he blames on himself and subsequent divorce from his wife has left him a little withdrawn. He has absolutely no intention of starting a relationship, especially not with anyone under his command.

Sam Carter is a brilliant up and coming officer assigned to Jack’s team against his protest. She’s a scientist first and holds a somewhat awed, hero worship for Jack when they first meet which is quickly replaced by well-earned respect for his abilities as a military leader and as a man. She would never think to break the regulations regarding relationships between officers.

What I like best about Jack and Sam is that they are so very much alike in very different ways. They are both focused, determined, dedicated, loyal and honest…to the military, their friends and their principals. How those similarities manifest is completely different for each person. And despite that, they are both very, very different. Their interests and likes are in complete opposition to each other.

Yet, they work. Maybe it’s the “opposites attract” mentality or, maybe, it’s their underlying similarities that draw them together. Either way they make a great couple. They compliment each other and balance each other.

Neither started out with an intention of falling for the other. In fact they actively tried to avoid it but deep personal relationships tend to be forged during high stress situations and there’s nothing more high stress than what SG-1 does. They need each other whether they’d ever admit that to anyone, each other or even themselves.

The regulations may keep them apart physically but they will always love each other underneath and they’ve both recognized that over the years, grown together and forged ahead when they could.

And, they’re just so darn cute together:

No matter the distance…

…or the time, reality or universe

Jack and Sam are just meant to be.

things

Lots of random things in my life:

+I have so much freaking laundry to do it’s not even funny.  This is what I get for having a nervous breakdown and refusing to do anything for weeks.  And no matter how many times I tell the kids to get ALL their laundry in the laundry room they never do it.  The clothes are piled two feet deep in there (it’s a tiny room) and I just glanced in their bedrooms and there are dirty clothes all over in both.  Sigh.  Not to mention me, hubby and Jack have already filled one of our baskets already.  All the towels are dirty thanks to the kids refusing to hang them up after using them (instead just tossing them in the baskets with their smelly clothes) and the sheets/blankets need to be washed.  I’m drowning in laundry and with a dryer that takes two hours to dry one load it just takes freaking forever.

+Hubby screwed up our car payment (well, actually screwed up his understanding of the payments) so we’re not going to have any extra money for Christmas.  I guess he had figured it all out on his own so that we’d have a few hundred to spend on the kids but then he found out we had a car payment due (he thought we were paid up until next year) this month.  Sigh.  He still thinks we can swing Christmas but I don’t see how.  We’ve barely bought groceries for months (just enough food to get us by eating crappy stuff) and we spent almost all of his last paycheck eating out because I felt so horrible I didn’t want to cook.  This paycheck is going towards Thanksgiving and that leaves the two paychecks in December (5th and 20th) to buy gifts as usual but almost all of the 5th check goes towards rent.  Our tax refund can’t get here fast enough and when it does come next year we’ll be able to pay off the truck and, hopefully, most if not all of our medical bills and hubby’s credit card bill (that I fought him getting…we had enough issues with credit before, ugh).  When the medical bills, truck and credit card are fully paid off we will officially be debt free.  Of course, we had to declare bankruptcy to get here but it still feels good.

+I pulled a muscle in my back this morning.  I wasn’t even doing anything, just sitting here reading something online.  I must have twisted weird in the chair because I felt this twinge and now it hurts.  Right below my left shoulder blade.  Hurts to sit up straight, to lift my left arm, to reach for stuff, bend over, pick up Jack.  Ugh.  It’s not super bad, I’ve had much worse strains/sprains but it still sucks and will keep me from doing all the stuff I needed to do today.

+Starting to freak out over Thanksgiving.  I like to cook a huge meal even though it’s just us and the kids (although I invited my brother, he never answered my text, though).  It’s just we don’t even have all the food for it yet and it’s only three days away.  We have the turkey which we got already thawed (which was good because we bought it yesterday and I don’t think it would have been thawed by Thursday otherwise) and decided to go with canned sweet potatoes because I’m not sure I’ll have the energy to cook, peel and mash my own.  I don’t even like sweet potatoes.  We’re also buying the desserts again this year so I don’t have to do a ton of baking ahead of time.  Especially since I’m making the turkey in the oven this year.  Last year I did it in the slow cooker but we only had a 10lb turkey (about the max that will fit in the cooker).  This year we got a 20lb so we’d have lots and lots of leftovers (either to keep eating all week or to freeze).  That means I have to do the sweet potatoes and baked beans and green bean casserole or whatever else needs baking on Wednesday.  I miss my dad’s double oven he had.  My brain is fried on planning the cooking…just like every year.

+Watched Cars 2 the other night.  It was cute.  The first one was better but it was still funny.  The first Cars movie is probably my favorite Pixar movie of all time.  I just loved the sentiment behind it and the look of it was fantastic.  Cars 2 was just as good with the animation.  Even my husband commented on the how the physics of the cars looked so real.  And he was cracking up over Darryl Cartrip (we’re big NASCAR fans).  It’s the first time we’ve sat down as a family to watch a movie in a long time.  Which is mainly my fault because over the years I’ve just stopped doing it.  He’ll watch things with the kids or they’ll watch new movies together but I’d rarely join them because I so desperately needed a break from them.  But I wanted to get back to the way we used to do things as a family.  We always watched new releases together.  I think this weekend we’ll watch the last Harry Potter movie.  We got it the day after it came out and the kids sort of watched it at Brenna’s birthday party but I don’t think any of them were paying attention.

+Haven’t been watching my weight since my breakdown and was commenting to my husband last night as I was stuffing my face with a TRIPLE Whopper (ugh) that I had gained it all back and felt crappy about that.  Especially after how hard I worked to get it down to where it had been.  So he weighed me last night (after eating the burger and a large fries and everything else I ate all day) and I was only about 238lbs.  This morning I was somewhere between 230 and 235lbs before eating anything.  So I haven’t gained anything despite pigging out on chips and junk food and high-fat crap for two weeks.  Weird.  It’s not like I’ve been exercising or anything either.  The only time that ever happens to me is when I’m pregnant (I gain almost nothing when pregnant and with Jack the total was like 12lbs).  But I’m not pregnant.  I’ve had my tubes tied and AF has shown up faithfully every month since he was born (just had it last week, in fact).  I guess my body is getting used to things AND I think I’m subconsciously still watching what I eat.  If there’s an option to choose something low fat I tend to do that without thinking now and my portions have gotten smaller.  It’s become second nature to judge what I’m eating and if it’s high cal/fat I’ll eat less of it and fill up on the healthier stuff (like veggies).  Good, no?  I think I’m going to keep going like this through the holidays and then get back on track in January.

+I cleaned the fridge on Saturday.  I mean scrubbed it all out.  It was so gross.  I’m very lazy about cleaning stuff I can’t see all the time.  The mess in the rest of the kitchen gets cleaned every day because I see it constantly but I’m only in the fridge for a few minutes at a time a few times a day.  So I ignore the ickiness of it.  I finally couldn’t take it any more and since there’s almost no food in there it was a perfect time to clean it out.  It’s all nice and neat and smells like bleach.  My soul is happy for this.

+If you want a Christmas card from me you can leave your name and address here.  Or just PM me.  I probably can’t send to addresses outside of the US and Canada this year because we’re broke. 

+writerverse officially starts on December 1.  That’s just a week and a half away.  If you like writing and want a little challenge to push your creativity or to learn about writing or improve your writing come on over.  We’ve got one challenge going on already (pimping the comm) and I’ll be posting another on Monday (nothing serious).  Then next Thursday the game is on.  We have lots of interesting (we hope) and fun challenges lined up for this phase.  I’m very excited about co-owning this comm and I’m hoping I get my head straightened out so I can join in on some of the challenges.

+I have way too much TV to catch up on.  I think there’s like 5 House episodes, a Bones, Sanctuary, Hell on Wheels, a bunch of sitcoms.  The only thing we seem to keep watching regularly is Castle, Terra Nova, The Walking Dead, Fringe and Sons of Anarchy (that’s hubby’s show…I just don’t get it).

+Bears won yesterday.  W00t!  But Cutler broke his thumb.  Boo!  He might be out the rest of the season.  Noooooooo!

+Carl Edwards lost the NASCAR championship.  Grrr.  Like Tony Stewart needs another one.  But at least it wasn’t freaking Jimmy Johnson.  I swore last year that if he won again I was boycotting forever.  Carl was so close to winning this time.  Not amused.

+Six Sentences from my Sam/Jack WIP:
——-
“This is wrong,” he said softly.

“Yeah.” Jack’s words had Daniel’s head snapping up. “The way you waste beer is a damn shame.” He pulled the bottle from his grip and chugged it, reveling in the way his stomach protested the onslaught.

Daniel frowned.
——-
I swear it’s Sam/Jack.

+I think the kids entered my email on something online because I’m getting a ton of idiotic junk mail and way too many phishing scams to count.  That’s why I don’t like them playing anywhere near the computer.  Give them a chance once to use it (to write their NaNo and post word counts to the YWP website) and they get online, created their own AOL emails, start fake facebook accounts, post pictures of themselves and use my email to sign up for crap.  BANNED FOR LIFE!!!!!!

all about me

another snurched meme, this one from direwolfdragon.  Because I’m bored and trying to relax despite the mess around me like the therapist told me.

What is your name? full name is Jennifer Nicole but I’ve gone by Jen for most of my adult life

Are you named after anyone?  nope, they were just the 2 names my parents liked best.  They had no idea Jennifer was sucha popular name in the late 70s.  Guess they didn’t have any friends with kids, lol.

Would you name a child of yours after you? we considered using Nicole as a middle name for our oldest.  We were going to name her Kiley Nicole but I changed my mind a couple week before she was born so we ended up with Meagan Greer instead.

If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be? I forget…my parents had a list of boys names for me

If you could switch names with a friend who would it be? I kind of like my name.  Sure it was annoying growing up with at least one other Jen/Jenny/Jennifer in every class but now I consider it kind of a fun club that we all belong to.  When you mention your name is Jen to another Jen you get a knowing look from them–they instantly understand what that has meant your entire life.  That’s why my screen name most places is “justanotherjen” (came up with that after I made up my livejournal).

Are there any mispronunciations/typos that people do with your name?  I’ve had a few people ask me how to spell Jennifer which I never got.  Is there really a huge amount of people that spell it differently?

Gordon Family circa 1955

My mom and her family Christmas 1955 (I think)
(l. to r. in the back) Howie, Grampa, Denny, Gramma holding Susie, Pat and Elaine
(in the front) Kitty, Glenna (my mom), Carol and Nora
(missing are Leroy and Shirley)

I got this off my cousin’s facebook.  We have a copy of this photo in our house.  My mom kept it in the living room but I’m not sure where my dad has it.  He might have packed it away after she died or it was in his room.  I love my family to death.  My mom and her siblings did not have an easy life but they are/were all such amazing people.  So strong and loving despite their childhoods.

I don’t actually believe in any kind of afterlife/heaven but I know my family does.  My mom did.  To those that have passed on: Shirley, Elaine, Leroy, Mom and Howie…I hope they’ve found whatever peace they thought would be there.  And to those of us left behind…((hugs)) as we find a way to move on without you in our lives.

[I'm crying now...damn, I miss my mom]

TV meme

Snurched this from pirateveronica.

Name a show you like that no one else enjoys: SGU–it really sucked me in the second season, especially the last like 8 episodes or so.  I didn’t want it to end.  *sniff sniff*

Name a TV show which you’ve been known to sing the theme song of: What show don’t I sing the theme song to.  My oldest cracked up when she heard me singing along to the Big Bang Theory.  She was like, “you know all the words, too?”  I’ve been known to randomly hum the theme from How I Met Your Mother and break into the theme song from That 70s Show and Enterprise and Veronica Mars.

Name a show you would recommend everyone to watch: Farscape–it’s just epic