Because counting in Spanish is fun
A few things of note to talk about really...
Numero uno: happy belated birthday, shirebound! Hope you had a wonderful day. :)
Numero dos: Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End is so much better on second viewing. I strongly recommend a repeat viewing to anyone who was disappointed the first time around.
Numero tres: Still ill. It seems to be progressing from just being a cough into being a good old fashioned cold now though. Oh well. Thank you for the tea, sympathy and blankets from those of you who commented on my last post.
Numero cuatro: I seem to have started writing a Torchwood fic. Can we say oops? It's Ianto/Jack (theirloveissocanonomg) and more fluffy snark than anything else, but I don't expect it to be more than a couple of thousand words long and will post it as soon as it is finished.
Numero cinco: The HP fanfic is coming along beautifully. I'm trying to focus on my characters more, making them more real and making the situations they are in more real in more than just an absract sense.
Numero seis: I completely didn't realise the clocks had gone forward at midnight until I came to the IC this afternoon and switched on the computer.
Numero siete: I know my love of Wizard Rock is dorky at best and completely obsessive at worst, and you will mock me endlessly for this, but I have just stumbled across the best song. Go to Peeved's page and check out Pretty Girl. It's so cool.
Numero ocho: On the subject of still being ill, I appear to be losing my voice. Of course this may have something to do with me singing Forget the girl by How Airplanes Fly and Look at me by Riddle TM (yet more wrock) in the shower last night.
Hmmm, that seems to be all for the moment. Think it's time for me to head home and get some dinner. Hasta luego.
Numero uno: happy belated birthday, shirebound! Hope you had a wonderful day. :)
Numero dos: Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End is so much better on second viewing. I strongly recommend a repeat viewing to anyone who was disappointed the first time around.
Numero tres: Still ill. It seems to be progressing from just being a cough into being a good old fashioned cold now though. Oh well. Thank you for the tea, sympathy and blankets from those of you who commented on my last post.
Numero cuatro: I seem to have started writing a Torchwood fic. Can we say oops? It's Ianto/Jack (theirloveissocanonomg) and more fluffy snark than anything else, but I don't expect it to be more than a couple of thousand words long and will post it as soon as it is finished.
Numero cinco: The HP fanfic is coming along beautifully. I'm trying to focus on my characters more, making them more real and making the situations they are in more real in more than just an absract sense.
Numero seis: I completely didn't realise the clocks had gone forward at midnight until I came to the IC this afternoon and switched on the computer.
Numero siete: I know my love of Wizard Rock is dorky at best and completely obsessive at worst, and you will mock me endlessly for this, but I have just stumbled across the best song. Go to Peeved's page and check out Pretty Girl. It's so cool.
Numero ocho: On the subject of still being ill, I appear to be losing my voice. Of course this may have something to do with me singing Forget the girl by How Airplanes Fly and Look at me by Riddle TM (yet more wrock) in the shower last night.
Hmmm, that seems to be all for the moment. Think it's time for me to head home and get some dinner. Hasta luego.