Ramblings

I have this odd urge to find a replication of the Quincy cross and buy it. I am restraining myself from just leaping at eBay and searching for it because I really shouldn't spend money so needlessly at all.

Anyway, I find myself being awfully scatty today. It was a bit of a lazy day as I spend the early bits of it in bed reading my Nora Roberts book. After my last Nora Roberts book, I realized she really wasn't my type of author any more and vowed not to buy another book of hers. But that only really lasted a few months because I bought two Nora Roberts books within quick succession. They were the reprints of the Cordina's Royal Family series and when I had first seen them out back when I was still a young teenager and in love with royalty (can't say I ever got over it actually), I had really wanted to buy them. But I never did for some odd reason. Now that I'm faced with them again, I couldn't resist and I'm glad to say they weren't half bad. Like most of her two story books, I usually found one story out of each book better than the other two. Alex's story was rather brilliant as was Bennett's both of which I enjoyed more than Gabriella's and Gabriella's daughter's. It was good. Now if only I could remember where I left the other book containing Bennett's and Gabriella's daughter stories (the fact that I don't even remember her name is an indication that I didn't find it particularly interesting)...

Anyway, enough on that. Going through my flist, I found some nice little gems of things that are interesting as I often do. First was the fact that Michael Shanks was like way young when he started Stargate. I had no idea! Sure, Daniel was supposed to be older than MS was but still... Now it all makes sense! He was really that young... My, what wonderful memories of Daniel that it brings all back. This makes me want to read some nice and fluffy J/D stuff.

And then after I was wallowing in nostalgia, I read about the attacks in Mumbai. God, so many dead and injured. This really is horrible... :( Every year I wonder if this will be the year they try to do NYC again and I hope that it's not... But then I realize I have no way of assuring myself they won't hit us again.

I hate bad thoughts. *makes a face*

And I hate finding bad fics after reading a nice fluffy one. Why is it that there are never any good Ludwig/Naoji fics? I realize as a pairing, they are pretty much doomed but isn't the point of fanfiction supposed to be able to overcome hardships like that? One of these days...

And as part of my scattiness, I have one thing to say about the doctor who killed himself in NYC -- wow, what a huge suicide email. I don't know about you but if I were thinking about killing myself, I wouldn't write a freaking manifesto to accompany it. *shakes head* It's interesting how he seems to bad mouths everybody from President Roosevelt to Cindy Sheehan to the doctors and nurses he works with but it really gets a bit tedious after a while. Why anyone would think people would care is beyond me.

Ack, the navigation strip just showed up on my flist! This is the first time something like that has happened on my flist before; it's always been on other people's LJs that I've seen it. I think I will remove it because it's a bit annoying. I really don't need to be told that I'm viewing my flist. I mean really.

Ah, much better.

Oh...still no update on my fic. That makes me a bit sad actually... What to do now, what to do... Well, I guess there's always KKM 69. *shrugs* I might as well.