Yuck.

[wesleysgirl]

Really bad anxiety this morning. It's been like this on and off for some weeks. Bad time of year for me, I guess. It was bad at this time last year, too. I forced myself to have an egg and a slice of whole wheat toast, on the theory that protein is a good thing and might help.

I'm watching a mini SGA marathon (started with Rising at 8 am) on SciFi.

I should be editing.

Instead, I think I might try a couple of ficlets. Could people make requests? Pairing + something else.

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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

(I just went to the store and bought a 50% off valentine's heart full of chocolates. And ate four of them. *Grin* My theory is that chocolate will cure my headache.)

"But what if there is?" Rodney asked, poking at the slice of cake with his fork.

"There isn't," John said. He was trying to be patient, because God knew Rodney had reason enough to be paranoid. "What part of 'I made it myself' isn't getting through to you?"

Rodney was frowning and staring at the cake like he might be able to analyze its contents if he looked at it hard enough. "What if you reached for the vanilla extract and got the lemon by mistake?"

"I threw out the lemon -- and the orange -- months ago," John said. "Years ago. They're long gone."

"What if someone spilled their juice on the flour at the supermarket and some of it soaked through the bag?"

Touching Rodney's hand, John said, "Rodney. Stop freaking out and eat the damned cake that I baked for you with my own two hands."

Rodney looked up at him, eyes troubled, but then he slowly lifted a bite to his mouth and chewed it. "It's good," he admitted.

"Damn right it is," John said, and grinned.

[bethynyc.livejournal.com]

Chocolate cures all!

This is so lovely! Thank you so much for writing it!

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Chocolate is like magic! (Although ibuprofen doesn't hurt, either!)

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. :-)