Evilicity?

I don't exactly understand why I like to break Sam Carter into little tiny pieces.

I think in part it's because I just do not believe any woman could ever go through what she's gone through and remain whole. (This may also be why I loved Scully, why I love Sydney Bristow. I like my female heroines broke'd.)

Yeah, Sam's strong, but when I write her, when I watch Stargate or think about what she's been through (lost her mom, estranged from brother and dad, breaks off her engagment, (however that went) possesed by alien, dad becomes alien, kills alien lover, gets liquified, (almost) looses best friend/brother-type figure to radiation posioning, looses best friend / brother-type figure to planetary politics yadda yadda yadda, and let's not forget going to another planet on a daily basis whilst being the formost expert on the device which sends her to these other planets (and knowing exactly how easily that thing could malfunction) and, right, anytime she lays one on a guy he dies (Pete excepted. Though not is some of the shippers have their way ) and as if this isn't all bad enough, she has a really hot boss who she can't jump.

And y'all know I mean Hammond.) I figure she is thisclose to cracking up completely. And I want to see it.

And now, for something marginally different.

( I need to lay of reading stream of conciousness. And maybe learn to spell )

And the new blink 182 song is beautiful. I know!

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
this sick strange darkness
comes creeping on so haunting every time



will you come home and stop this pain tonight
stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
the voice inside my head (I miss you, miss you)