A Day In The Life

I would like to start off thanking all of you who read the first chapter, and even after doing so have decided to waste your time on part two.

A Day In The Life

I swear. They need more parking down here. I know, when you work under a mountain space is at a premium. I'm just saying, couldn't we get more of NORAD's spaces? I mean, we're the ones risking our lives and all. What do they do? Track Santa at Christmas. If someone has to walk, it should be them.

0736 and I'm finally down into my home turf. I'm on time. Kind of. The duty guard told me that neither Jackson or Carter signed out yesterday. I tell ya. Anyway, better go force them to feed their bodies. Man cannot live on intellectual stimulation alone. Besides, they have blueberry pancakes today! Most commissary food is something I wouldn't feed to a pig, but these pancakes are the greatest thing since man learned to cook steaks.

I give up. I've been searching for three hours, and I can't find either one of them. I've checked Jackson's lab. Carter's lab. Teal'c's quarters (who also seems to be missing). I checked their rooms. Note to self: if you are ever here enough to be assigned quarters here, you've been working too much and should really consider a change in your thinking. I checked the commissary, thinking that maybe they did decide they were hungry (or in Jackson's case that he needed more coffee), but they weren't there either. I checked the gym. I checked with Landry (he has no idea and requested that I use my time productively and stop my goose chase and finish that paperwork that I still haven't given him from our little jaunt to P39-472). I checked the labs of the other science geeks (Dr. Lee wants me to tell Carter that someone who was definitely not him might have sorta, accidentally blown up her laptop that he borrowed without her permission) and Jackson's language freaks (if you find him, tell him I need him). I even broke down and checked the infirmary (thank you Dr. Lam, but are you sure you need another physical done, I mean, I had one done a year and a half ago). Too bad Vala's off world with the Tok'ra. She at least would be helping me, if she didn't already know where they are. It's only 1100, but I'm going to get something to eat. I missed out on my pancakes because of these people.

01128. Mystery meat. I haven't eaten anything all day, and I get mystery meat. And to top that off, apparently the cook's supply of sugar didn't come in, and I can't even wash the taste down with anything. Like my grandma used to say, if it ain't sweet, nobody eats. My team has been AWOL all morning. I gotta talk to Landry again. Even he has to admit that this is a problem.

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