All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming...

I feel strange today. Got plenty of sleep, but I'm still tired, and I have the headache to end all headaches. It has nothing to do with any alcohol I may have consumed last night. It was not near enough for any headache, let alone this one. Of all the horrible things my body does to me, hangovers are not one of them.

I took a bubblebath in hopes this would fix it a bit, but... no good. Not that I ever really expect baths to fix all that's wrong with me, but it's something I picked up from my dad. Sprained your ankle? Take a bath. Have the flu? Take a bath. Headache? Take a bath. Bleeding from the headwound you just received from a herd of stampeding bison? BATH, DAMMIT. ...Well, alright, maybe not that last one. But that's a Navy SEAL for you.

Magi broke me with musics, but they're good musics that I missed having (I left my CD in California), so I don't really mind.

Rift characters continue to break me a little, in different ways. The Doctor is full of Time Lord Angst (which just means Donna will grab him by his ear and drag him to the ice cream social when Evie gets home), and Hart... is full of sketch, which is made worse by the fact that he has to be sketchy WHILE LOOKING LIKE JACK.

I am going to resist spending my entire day on the RiftWiki make some coffee, put on a DVD of something (even though it's getting to the point where I've memorized almost all the shows Evie and I own, word for word, which is a little disturbing), write/plot a little, and wait for Seymour to get home so Hart can continue being sketchy at Ianto.

She keeps her heart in a broken clock and it's waiting there for me...

Martha
Ow. Ow ow OW. This is so going on the Ten/Martha mix that threatens to break me more with every song I put on it.

Your Tongue Like the Sun in My Mouth
Sam/Annie! And Sam/Gene! Just... yes. Nnngh. It's scary how many Sam songs I can find that sound like they were WRITTEN FOR SAM.

...Yeah, I just felt like sharing. Because I want to write and can't quite get my brain in gear for it. *Sulkity* At least there can be Doctor Who when Evie gets home. That makes me happy. Martha makes me happy.