Just please tell me there aren't 26 planets in the sky today.

Everybody who heard the smoke detectors sounding from a couple of apartments in Building 7, not to worry!

It's all under control.

Just for some reason I had this sudden urge to bake a cake.

...

Maybe the deities will want it?

You know, I think I might try to bake another one!

EDIT:

( In the evening, after Ianto and Tosh have left. Accidental Voice Post )

After the Events Here*Jack had managed to get the Doctor back to the TARDIS, such as she was, poor cannibalized old girl. Now, he was out looking for the necessary parts to fix her. This just didn't seem like the Valient and he kept having to stop for the pain in his body but Jack wasn't prepared to give up. He was dying, slowly and painfully ( Read more... )

*Jack blinked away what he assumed was a Rift shift and blinked again as icy cold sea air hit him in the face. Frowning, he spun on the balls of his feet, looking up and down the decking of a ship that ... did not look like something out of 2008.

Frowning, he began to walk along, his memory foggy. Bilis Manger, the name jumped out at him and he ( Read more... )

Let this be a lesson to us all that twinkies cause aging.

What, you didn't think their remarkable shelflife didn't come with a price did you?

Torchwood Three Encryption//Unhackable except by the Doctor.

Who's cursed today? Also, let's all congratulate Martha on her new endeavor and try not to give her lots of business by bleeding.

Private// ( Read more... )

You know, I really like coffee in the morning.

I also like a nice chai tea latte ... stop laughing, those of you who know who you are!

What does everybody else like first thing in the morning?

Coffee?
The smell of eggs being scrambled?
The sunrise?

Yes, in fact I did get dumped by a man eating spider. How did everybody else spend their Friday night?

This City is starting to put a serious dent in my otherwise healthy ego!

I want a drink.

[ooc: Strike out not there. ;)]

And how is everybody this fine City morning?

Cori? Are there pictures?

( Torchwood Encryption//Owen and Martha//Unhackable )

Right ...

Not cursed and yet still suffering. I hope the deities are getting their kicks out of this.

If anybody needs me, I'll be in the shower for the next couple of hours.

Martha, don't knock I'm busy.

Owen? Where the hell are you, you damn prat.

Okay, seriously. What the hell?

I just about blew my foot off cleaning my gun -not!dirty- and I've never almost shot myself in the foot with my own weapon ( Read more... )