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Ugh. My brain is confused. Today is a Monday, a day which I rightfully regard as a Sunday, being as I have absolutely no reason to leave the house, as a rule. I should be watching This Morning. Or be asleep.

Instead, I was in the library before 9am, got out a book, took it home, showered and ate breakfast, read the book, did some more reading around the topic of the book, and it's still only just gone eleven. Okay, I need to eat and get back out to the library sharpish to return said book, and to finish off all my reading for one essay topic, and attend a meeting at 6pm, etc, etc, but blimey. I frighten myself when I start getting all productive like this. Still, given I have a bucketload to do and not a lot of time to do it, I really should be grateful I had to get out of bed so bloody early.

I will sleep so well tonight, though.

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UNEXPECTED RICHARD DEAN ANDERSON. I never liked Stargate after he left, to be honest with you; Jack was my favourite character, at the end of the day. I miss the good old days of baby's first fandom, I really do. For some reason I only have a Teal'c icon...

And you know? I'd watch a MacGyver film like a shot.

Oh, now I want to go home and dig out all my Stargate tapes. I have the first few seasons on VHS, slightly unbelieveably. I miss Stargate, I really do.

But, yes. UNEXPECTED RICHARD DEAN ANDERSON. It's a damn sight better than unexpected productivity, let me tell you.