Time, Space, and Plexiglass

so i saw this request for submissions for a queer project thing. they want performances pieces that have some thing to do with glbt stuff written by young people. because i'm crazy, my first thought was oh, it'd be awesome if people could just randomly switch sexes, whenever they felt like it. and it'd be even cooler if those people not only weren't ostracized, they were respected and important to society. so. i'm writing that. it's a monologue, and i can't decide how long it should be. on one hand, it's prolly 7 or 8 minutes long now, which seems kinda long. but i still have more things i could add! i dunno. so. this is not finished, it will probably get cut down some later, but i want people who aren't me to read it and see if it makes any sense outside of my head. :D

( So you wanna know about the Gifted? )

Title: 12 Hours Later
Rating: R for darkness, death and cussing
Word Count: 2466
Summary: How John and Rodney do and don't cope.
Characters: McKay and Sheppard, with a little Carter, Woolsey, Keller and Ronon.
Spoilers: Heavy spoilers for the season 4 finale.
Author’s Notes: This is angsty and dark. and people i'm fond of die. so be aware of that.
on a more positive note, this is my first stargate fic, so please tell me how to make it better. also, this was first posted on sga_flashfic on my other journal.
:D

( 12 Hours Later )

so i'm fairly certain no one actually reads this, but it suddenly occurred to me i can post stuff.
so.
i spent a good portion of today hanging out with my friend jacob and babysitting the Genius Brother. that's a good way to weed out uncool people, actually. if they can watch us being crazy and ridiculous and not run away, that's a good sign. we went bowling and then played a lot of rock band. bowling was awesome, i won once, jacob won once, and Genius Brother and i tied with 100 points each on the last game. which is kind of a lot better than we normally do, so that was cool.
oh so total side note, i know jacob from my forensic anthropology class, which is way more awesome than i expected, and i expected a lot. i can now look at skulls and know stuff about them! it's so cool. jacob and i get along because, i think, we're the only people in the class who realize how cool that is.
anyway, we played rock band. that was mostly fun, except Genius Brother gets kinda grumpy when he feels someone (me) is not doing as well as they should.
then at like 10 jacob and i continued working on The Desk. it gets capital letters because it's epic. the instructions are 50 pages long. there are at least 200 screws and things, and 27 kinds of boards. it's still nowhere near done, and we've been working on it for nearly 4 hours. of course, we're not that great at like staying on task and not getting distracted by looking up our old high schools on youtube. this link  is like the ultimate granbury video, it's got both the dancing drunk hicks, and, if you'll look in the background, you'll notice that the lake is only 2 feet deep. and what you can't tell from the video is that the ground is full of weeds and slimy sand. and there are tons up underwater tree stumps. so naturally everyone parks their boats there. such is granbury.
The Desk is still not done. but we'll prolly finish tomorrow. hopefully.