Ignorance is Bliss

Title: Like Cats and Dogs
Fandom: Star Trek (Reboot/XI)
Category/Genre: Drabble, maybe slightly cracky?
Pairings: None
Rating: G
Word Count: ~1,600
Warnings: none
Summary: Spock is turned into a cat, Kirk is turned into a dog, and the inevitable ensues. For this prompt.
Disclaimer: Star Trek is not mine, but this fic is.

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With potatoes.

Feed me, I'm Irish.

(Yeah, just had a really disappointing lunch/dinner - aka dunch - at a Chinese restaurant. Took an hour to get a bowl of rice, the kitchen was closed as soon as we got there, and the only tasty thing was the salt & pepper calamari, which they ran out of.)

What Be Your Nerd Type? Your Result: Literature Nerd   Does sitting by a nice cozy fire, with a cup of hot tea/chocolate, and a book you can read for hours even when your eyes grow red and dry and you look sort of scary sitting there with your insomniac appearance? Then you fit this category perfectly! You love the power of the written word and it's eloquence; and you may like to read/write poetry or novels. You contribute to the smart people of today's society, however you can probably be overly-critical of works. It's okay. I understand.
Anime Nerd
Science/Math Nerd
Gamer/Computer Nerd
Musician
Artistic Nerd
Social Nerd
Drama Nerd
What Be Your Nerd Type? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

I'm wondering if I should be offended... I am studying IT, y-know! I should be a Computer Nerd! But then again, I guess being a Literature Nerd explains my choice of Linguistics as my Arts major (yeah... they didn't have an option for Doing-A-Combined-Degree Nerd).

btw, I'm almost certain the only reason I got such a high rating as an Anime Nerd is because I answered yes to going to an anime convention, even though it's not till later this month, and yes to making my own cosplay for it. So it's your fault, corsa_di_tempo.

Title: Smile For Me
Fandom: Star Trek (Reboot/XI)
Category/Genre: Fluff, Drabble, Academy Fic
Pairing: Chekov/Sulu
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~1,100
Warnings: pre-slash
Summary: Sulu walks past the café every morning and admires Chekov from afar. Set before the movie.
Disclaimer: Star Trek is not mine, but this fic idea is.


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An Expendable Character (Redshirt)

An Expendable Character (Redshirt) 70% Leonard McCoy (Bones) 60% Chekov 60% Geordi LaForge 60% Deanna Troi 60% Spock 57% James T. Kirk (Captain) 55% Beverly Crusher 55% Jean-Luc Picard 50% Data 47% Uhura 40% Will Riker 40% Worf 35% Mr. Scott 25% Mr. Sulu 25%

Since your accomplishments are seldom noticed, and you are rarely thought of, you are expendable. That doesn't mean your job isn't important but if you were in Star Trek you would be killed off in the first episode you appeared in.

Click here to take the "Which Star Trek character am I?" quiz...

First, write down the names of 12 characters. Then read and answer the questions. You can't look at the questions (or click on the cut) until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use.

(I wanna try and have them all in one fandom...why does 12 have to be such a big number when it comes to my puny little brain?)

1. Kirk
2. Spock
3. McCoy
4. Chekov
5. Sulu
6. Uhura
7. Scotty
8. Gaila
9. Pike (I'm gonna regret that, aren't I?)
10. Nero
11. Cupcake
12. Nurse Chapel

(OMG I did it!)

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First, select your ten fictional characters (from any medium) by whichever method you like best. Then answer the questions below.

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So, after half an hour of 'blah, blah, blah...', the independents managed to pick a side...17 days after the election!

I mean, really, is it that hard? If you're thinking that maybe, yes, deciding the future of Australia's government could be a difficult task that may require over 2 weeks consideration, then I have one mental image for you: budgie smugglers!!! (if you are unfamiliar with the incident, never fear, I found a pic)

*pauses while you scream 'ewwww!'*

There, now that you are sufficiently psychologically scarred, perhaps you can see my point?

Anyways, back to my point:

The first guy, Tony Windsor, seemed to go on forever before and after saying he was supporting Labour.

The second guy? Oh, boy, was I surprised that he didn't get it over with quickly, seeing as he started by quoting Highlander, and before that he was doing a little dance and joking with the journalists. He went on for eternity! And you could tell how hard he was trying not to give away which side he'd chosen, instead he just kept going over and over his reasons and what they took into consideration, etc., etc.

And then - after all that, when I'm so fed up with it I'm about to stop out of the room and not give a damn - he says he's backing Gillard.

Thank all things chocolate!!

If they'd both backed the Libs I was gonna start throwing things (again: budgie smugglers!), and if one went Libs and one went Labour I'm pretty sure the whole country would start throwing things (another election?).

But, yeah, I'm reasonably happy with Gillard. I don't care too much about the real politics and policies - because in that respect all governments are the same: they make promises they don't keep and just generally get nothing done.

What I do care about (for now, until I'm actually allowed to vote) is someone who seems right for the job. And Abbott just isn't, in my opinion, but I can look at Gillard and think 'Prime Minister' without then thinking 'wtf!?!?'. Like I did with Rudd. He looks like an albino koala. And, as far as I've heard, his Chinese sucks. And I was against Rudd from the start, my motto was 'better the idiot you know than the idiot you don't'.

On the plus side: first female PM.

And, just maybe, she might do a decent job of it too.

(oh, and I'm happy we don't have a 'hung parliament' anymore, because it was starting to sound really dirty...)

Rules:
1. Put Your iTunes, Zune, Ipod, Windows Media Player, etc on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.

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And no comments on my really strange eclectic taste in music!

For the last 2 hours I've been watching firefly.

About 5mins ago I realized I've been sitting in complete darkness for at least an hour.

I have almost fallen off the couch at least half a dozen times from laughter.

I think I actually stopped breathing when they were waiting for the Reavers to pass.

I now understand why Kaylee seems to be everyone's favorite.

And I no longer see a space western as an odd mixture of genre, but as pure genius.

I think I'm hooked.