Omg! A post that's not vid related!

So. SGA.

See, I feel a bit weird about SGA in that I love it. It's my shiny new fandom. But I don't know if I could ever vid or write it.



The main slash pairing in the fandom. I read a long and brilliant post that merryish wrote about why the characters are appealing -- why they are familiar.

We have Rodney, the obnixious genius who's perpetually annoyed by the surrounding incompetence and therefore snappy and bitchy and doesn't sleep enough and drinks too much coffee and overeats and it's funny, right? Funny in an "I'm laughing at myself" kind of way because I'm remembering that incident with my film group a month back and, really, remembering my entire life thinking, That's my soul up there. God, this is kinda awkward. A-heh...heh.

Except that I'm not really like Rodney, right? I mean, not really. There are differences. And all of those difference seem to match up with John's personality.

I was OMGSMRT all through school. I was never one of the cool kids, really. At the same time, I was never a total geek simply by virtue of the fact that I didn't look like one. I never wore makeup, but then again, I never had acne and I was kind of cute, so I could pull it off. I knew how to dance at a party, or really, more like I knew how to undulate and grind like the popular kinds (only with less makeup on). I got into MIT. I went there. Class of 2007. Only I left, after a semester, because I realized I was just flat out too lazy for this shit and I'd rather, as merryish put it, be watching the Sci-Fi channel professionally. I'm also pretty certain I have the female equivalent of John's hair.

Rodney, when surrounded by incompetent people, orders them around, does most of the work himself and then bitches.

I find the semicompetent people, get them to do the work for me, though not quite as well as I could have done myself, and as long as I don't seriously disagree with anything they're doing, let them think they're making the decisions. And oh, I still bitch, but I wait till I get home, usually.

I'd never join the military. Though it's an odd coincidence that the class I'm in now has the nickname Drawing Bootcamp. Where I can either be lazy and get B's or be hardworking or get A's or be lazy now and promise myself I'll be hardworking later to get A's which I'll probably do because I work best under stress, or rather, I work only under stress, and I'm not actually sure how I'd work if not under stress because I think I induce stress just to get shit done.

John joined the military so he could fly. He found a socially acceptable way to do his hobby for a living and made the necessary sacrifices. I'm essentially doing the exact same thing with vidding right now at this moment. Well, not at this moment, because I'm posting in LJ at this moment. Though in about half an hour I'll start on my homework.



The sex scenes are the weirdest bit. Here we have fanfiction writers who really know hot to write sex well and I'm reading it thinking OMGHOT and at the same time OMG It's like watching myself have sex with...myself. Maybe I should read some Rodney/not-John or John/not-Rodney. Or better yet, threesome. Just so I can see myself have sex with people not me.



It occurs to me that I'll probably come across as arrogant in this post because I'm overidentifying with arrogant characters. Or, at least Rodney's arrogant. Really, really arrogant. And so am I, though usually not out loud. Or, you know, in text.

Then again, forget arrogant. I'm probably just coming across as psychotic.



So while most everyone else in the fandom is going -- aww, I knew these guys in high school! Aren't they cute? Good thing they're with each other, though, because I'd kill my friends if they tried to set me up with them -- I'm sitting here thinking:

"..."

Cause, you know, meta is all well and good until people start writing it about you, outlining all the reasons you're not good date material. And it's true. I'm sure I'm not all that good date material. There'd be enthusiastic sex, and then lots of slacking, and then stressfull last minute panic and plenty of sleep-deprived bitching to go with the panic.



I think I need a new OTP. Or I could just bury myself in my vidding. Or go masturbate.

:|

con't of my last post

ETA: My roommate pointed out to me that the appeal of the John/Rodney relationship is that both are slightly ridiculous in contrary ways, but if you put the two together you get a fairly reasonable human being. Which makes me feel like slightly less of a freak of nature.

Rodney has surface geek. He can't hide it so he wears it like a pair of brass knuckles. I generally keep my geek in my pocket, and pull it out when I feel like it. John's geek is sitting at the bottom of his stomach in a degrading synthetic capsule like cocaine in a drug runner.