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Feb. 23rd, 2004 07:47 pmToday was my first paid sick day ever in life (anybody remember where that line is from that's niggling at my brain? "Nice to meet you for the first time ever in life" or something v. similar?) and I celebrated by, uh, writing ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
iuliamentis an email which turned out to actually be a Stargate ficlet. And then I thought: I can inflict this on more people!
Any infelicities of prose - to say nothing of, well, all of it, actually - are wholly the fault of my cold and being alone in the apartment all day. Seriously.
G-rated gen-fic. Although, possibly, as a matter of interpretation, somewhat in the spirit of my icon. A bit.
( A Small Error in Translation )
iuliamentis an email which turned out to actually be a Stargate ficlet. And then I thought: I can inflict this on more people! Any infelicities of prose - to say nothing of, well, all of it, actually - are wholly the fault of my cold and being alone in the apartment all day. Seriously.
G-rated gen-fic. Although, possibly, as a matter of interpretation, somewhat in the spirit of my icon. A bit.
( A Small Error in Translation )