Aubrey (
allfireburns) wrote2008-08-05 05:45 pm
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"Who gives a damn?" "How many people give a good damn?"
I am finally halfway through that fic in which Jack's timeline gets fucked. Yay! I am, however, somewhat concerned about the next chapter because Rose has a major part in it? And I can't write Rose. Almost any other character in New Who, I'm fine with, or at least am not afraid to try, but Rose... I never know if her characterization is right, or totally off-base.
...I suppose I can comfort myself by reminding myself that the same could be said of the Doctor Who writers on occasion...
Anyway. Seymour is gone to the airport, and I am a little sad, for Sey is awesome. We went to karaoke with Sey and Nina last night - not that Nina or I sang anything - and Sey broke so many songs. So many. Of course, when someone leans over just before a song and goes "This is my Master to Lucy song". And it's a sappy country song. And you spent the entire song alternating between giggling insanely and looking horrified...
And Sey and Nina got us bears from Build-a-Bear. Well, one of them was a dog, but... details. A Doctor puppy for me, and a Donna bear for Evie. The Donna bear is so cute. She's in a wedding dress and she's ginger and... just... so cute. And Doctor puppy has brainy specs. It's awesome.
And now, I'm attempting to clean the house. I'm somewhat concerned I'm going to injure myself doing so, because my back hurts already, and there's just so much stuff all over the place and I want to put my head through a wall, a little. And I need to wait until Evie's home so we can load up the car with boxes and toss them, because we have tons of cardboard boxes sitting in the corner that need to be gotten rid of... BAH.
But I've unpacked the boxes we got from Val (mostly - there's one still full of DVDs and stuff because I have nowhere to put them, and one that's being used to contain notebooks because, again, there's nowhere to put them, but...), and I've cleaned off the table by the door and the chair where clothes keep getting dropped (I would like to have that chair back so I can actually sit at the table... though that will have to be moved when Val gets here...), and as soon as things stop hurting quite so much, I'll go back to... doing stuff...
I think I'm gonna make coffee. Coffee will make things better.
...I suppose I can comfort myself by reminding myself that the same could be said of the Doctor Who writers on occasion...
Anyway. Seymour is gone to the airport, and I am a little sad, for Sey is awesome. We went to karaoke with Sey and Nina last night - not that Nina or I sang anything - and Sey broke so many songs. So many. Of course, when someone leans over just before a song and goes "This is my Master to Lucy song". And it's a sappy country song. And you spent the entire song alternating between giggling insanely and looking horrified...
And Sey and Nina got us bears from Build-a-Bear. Well, one of them was a dog, but... details. A Doctor puppy for me, and a Donna bear for Evie. The Donna bear is so cute. She's in a wedding dress and she's ginger and... just... so cute. And Doctor puppy has brainy specs. It's awesome.
And now, I'm attempting to clean the house. I'm somewhat concerned I'm going to injure myself doing so, because my back hurts already, and there's just so much stuff all over the place and I want to put my head through a wall, a little. And I need to wait until Evie's home so we can load up the car with boxes and toss them, because we have tons of cardboard boxes sitting in the corner that need to be gotten rid of... BAH.
But I've unpacked the boxes we got from Val (mostly - there's one still full of DVDs and stuff because I have nowhere to put them, and one that's being used to contain notebooks because, again, there's nowhere to put them, but...), and I've cleaned off the table by the door and the chair where clothes keep getting dropped (I would like to have that chair back so I can actually sit at the table... though that will have to be moved when Val gets here...), and as soon as things stop hurting quite so much, I'll go back to... doing stuff...
I think I'm gonna make coffee. Coffee will make things better.
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I wish you... Luck on the cleaning front. I'm not sure if luck is what you need unless it's luck that you don't die in a tragic cleaning accident. That would be bad and I'd miss you. And Iiiii'm going to stop talking now. ♥ *loves*
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Tragic cleaning accidents are almost as embarrassing as freak toaster incidents. I would not like that at all.
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Also, you should have told us you were gonna clean and all that, we would have been happy to help (or I would and I'm sure Sey would say the same). *pets* Hope you manage to not get eaten by boxes/clothes/Ace/anything else that might rise up from the depths like weevils or something.
Random: The comments make me realize I have no Ianto icons, this must be fixed.
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And yeah, because what I'm going to do before Sey goes to the airport is make the two of you clean. ^^ Nah, it's fine. It's not hard, really, it just takes forever and I never have enough places to put things and... yeah. *Sigh* Iiiit's a pain.
Everyone should have Ianto icons! ...Not that I have more than two. Well, and this one, and one from the end of Exit Wounds. But still.
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And I am very excited to see you again soon! Very, very excited! I just thought you should know that.
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That mean you're not going to be able to come this weekend? Beth could provide transport if needed....
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Brainy specs? How cute! *steals your Doctor puppy and coos at it, then returns it before you can rips off my limbs*
Coffee always makes things better. And I've just learned how to properly make it (with Ianto over my shoulder and snarking at my the whole bloody time), so I know what I'm saying.