Fic rec and GIP

Little House on the Mainland

"Sir, I need to request time off," Lorne said.

"Okay," John replied, drawing the word out. This was the first time anyone had asked him this. He wondered if maybe Lorne should fill out a form or something. "Can I ask why?"

Lorne squared his shoulders. "Sir, the full moon is coming up. I need to be on the mainland to converse with the trees, sir."

John stared. He opened and closed his mouth a few times.

"It's a religious holiday for me, sir," Lorne added sharply, defensively. He looked completely serious. "Normally, I'd just do a small ceremony with a potted plant, but since Dr Weir's... project did so much damage to the land, I think I need to be there. So they understand we didn't mean to do it."

"The Athosians?" John asked hopefully.

Lorne frowned at him. "The trees."

And lo, this icon.

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Since mom left, my cat has constantly been underfoot. I try to cuddle her a bit more to make up for mom not being here, but frankly, it's getting ridiculous.

I now have an introduction to my paper. Go me! And an outline, but yes. Introductions are usually my jumping off point- I don't understand how people can go back and write introductions once they're done the essay.

However, since the paper is not done, I will not be going to a screening of Lucky Number Slevin tonight. Damn. :(

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Mom just called, and I feel even more alone now, the loneliest I've been since the bad couple of days in Thompson.

Also, I feel like a clas A fuckup because I just can't write this damn paper. I'm not really surprised by this, since I've gotten no support or guidance from the teacher other than "how do anthropologists look at narrative analysis?"

I need hot chocolate.