I call do-over
For anyone who has ever wondered what it might be like to experience severe menstrual cramps, food poisoning and a nine-hour retail shift in the week before Christmas all at the same time...
This just in: it sucks!
I'm coming to the realisation that I like and dislike my job in the same way that I liked and disliked maths in Years 11&12. Sometimes it all feels perfect because I can do it very well, but beneath the satisfaction of being good at it there's a deep-seated hatred of what it is I'm actually doing.
Ugh. Enough of that. Let's have something more cheerful. Someone posted these magazine scans on
torch_wood and I uploaded them myself because I think they are ADORABLE:


AWWWWW, LOOKIT THEM ALL. John Barrowman is wearing the MOST HIDEOUS JUMPER EVER and I love Naoko Mori's shoes and her little knitted dress-thing. And Burn Gorman & Eve Myles have this adorable good-elf, naughty-elf thing going on. Oh, Burn. Stroking that box that looks as though it probably contains a giant dildo. Srsly. What the hell else is that shape.
Yuletiders? The site now has a bright yellow countdown timer on it, which is kind of terrifyingly pressuring. I am going to do my final edit now and then upload.
This just in: it sucks!
I'm coming to the realisation that I like and dislike my job in the same way that I liked and disliked maths in Years 11&12. Sometimes it all feels perfect because I can do it very well, but beneath the satisfaction of being good at it there's a deep-seated hatred of what it is I'm actually doing.
Ugh. Enough of that. Let's have something more cheerful. Someone posted these magazine scans on


AWWWWW, LOOKIT THEM ALL. John Barrowman is wearing the MOST HIDEOUS JUMPER EVER and I love Naoko Mori's shoes and her little knitted dress-thing. And Burn Gorman & Eve Myles have this adorable good-elf, naughty-elf thing going on. Oh, Burn. Stroking that box that looks as though it probably contains a giant dildo. Srsly. What the hell else is that shape.
Yuletiders? The site now has a bright yellow countdown timer on it, which is kind of terrifyingly pressuring. I am going to do my final edit now and then upload.

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with the BLATANT HITTING ON EACH OTHER, AND THE STOPWATCH
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um hi so yeah i've been watching it too ain't it awesometastic :?
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I cbf reading fic or otherwise engaging in fandom for this show, for some reason. Though I'd like to see more of Ianto having a freaking character that isn't "I ANGST, WATCH ME ANGST, OBSERVE MY MANPAIN, ISN'T IT DEEPLY ANGST-RIDDEN?" cos wow, I just don't care. But he's interesting when he's not bitching. :x
I can't decide how I feel about Gwen/Owen. It's, um. I want to kick Owen in the shins over and over and over again, but golly they're fun to watch.
PLUS ANYTHING BUT GWEN/JACK. ANYTHING. FO PLZ.
I have like, a whole season of Doc Wut to go back and watch so that I'll be up to date for any possible New Torchwood Related In Any Way episodes. :x
LA LA LA I'M SO TL;DR D:
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OH MY GOD, I KNOW, RIGHT? Maybe if they had sex once or twice. Then it would be like Gwen was cheating on the person she was cheating with! And that could be cool! Basically I approve of anything that fucks Gwen up more, because she keeps getting more interesting. And I, er, love Owen beyond reason. I am not proud of this.
I have written one fic to date. Fandom went: wtf, where is the Jack/Ianto porn? and said nice things about my use of language and then wandered away in search of stopwatches and desksex.
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Fandom can observe my stuck-out tongue and I'm off to find this fic of which you speak :x
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We are the heirs to the glimmering world!
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Also, I am glad I am not the only person frightened by the Yuletide clock.
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The clock is less scary now that my fic is actually uploaded, but it is still strangely compelling. I keep refreshing the site and watching the number of uploaded fics.
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