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Had a lovely day so far, including a wonderful two hour hike at Rancho San Antonio. I think I walked about 4 miles all told and my legs are definitely feeling it. I think I'll throw in some Tai Chi to stretch out tonight. I saw some gals actually doing some Tai Chi on one of the wooded trails and it seemed like a delightful idea. I had a great time exploring, and just taking the time to be in a quiet, wooded place with the only real sound the quiet burble of a brook. Ah it was heavenly. I'm thinking I may go back on Monday.

Tomorrow I'm heading to Castro St. I think, and I have a lunchtime phone interview for a writing gig up in the city, which is cool. I got my EDD paperwork so I shouldn't have to worry about having a little cash coming in while I continue looking for full time work. Now if I can just get the insurance stuff sorted I'm going to feel like I'm back in control of my life.

I'm going to fanfic hell

You know how I've been doing little else but reading lots and lots of SGA fic recently? Well I'm not just reading the regular gen and slash fic, I'm...pushing my boundaries. There are certain sub-genres of fic that I usually don't venture into. Not that most of them outright squick me (though a few do), they just don't do much for me.

In Xena fandom and HP fandom I'd cross the line occasionally and read an mpreg or genderfuck or AU, but for the most part I stayed on the tried and true paths. Slash was enough for me, plenty of hot boy on boy action and hey, I'm a happy camper. Throw in the occasional het sex and maybe a few threesomes or moresomes and that was enough.

But Rodney McKay and John Sheppard keep luring me off the path, they keep crooking their fingers and saying, "Oh c'mon, just follow us over here for a bit. Trust us, you'll like it." And the thing is, I do, I really, really do.

God the AU's in this fandom kick serious ass, whether the boys live on a farm in Iowa, or John's a housebound widower with a little girl, or John's a retired vet and Rodney's a snippy border guard, or Rodney's a professor and John's a bartender/stripper, occasionally John's even an FBI agent, or Rodney stuck with music and is a world famous conductor, or the boys are adventurers searching for a lost Egyptian city.

And the team sex is...wow...

But what really freaks me out is that I'm I'm in love with a few mpreg stories like this one, and and this one, and this entire series. But it gets worse, I about died when I read this combo genderfuck/mpreg that should be wrong, wrong, wrong but was so damn right!

Seriously, I'm beginning to think this fandom is fucking with my head but I can't seem to stop. If there exists furry SGA fic please do not tell me about it. That's a line I still refuse to cross.

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The Monarch and Dr. Girlfriend action figures make me rethink my "No more toys" policy. Like woah.

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Ok this kinda makes me wish I'd gone to Wondercon this year so I could've seen it performed live, slightly spoilery for episode 13 of Avatar season 3:

Originally posted here.