Okay, so far my tactic for avoiding depression pending my fortieth birthday has been to sort of spread things out a bit: ie, to celebrate throughout the month rather than on the day itself. For example: my Third Star dvd arrived the other day. Shall I wait until Sunday to actually watch it? I rather think hell no. (Besides, what a monumental downer ( Read more... )

Okay, the whole "cold, wet and cloudy" thing has officially lost its charm.

You KNOW you've had too much soggy weather when you start longing for Kansas just so you can have some fucking sunshine in your winters again.

Q

So, life has been sucking pretty vigorously for a couple weeks now.

( analysis of the suck )

Okay, I admit I am all for bending canon a little now and then to make your story do what you want it to...hell, Moffat and Gatiss do that crap left right and centre, and they WROTE the fucking thing.

( However. )

...wherein theparkbenchrss asks a timely and relevant question.

I vote yes.

Q
thoughts?

Oh, yes...clumsiness factor up; patience factor down...high tide is fast approaching. :P

In the spirit of undue bitchiness, then...

( a few requests )

A guy on the bus yesterday had a darling little blonde girl; looked about three years old. This father apparently thought that the world should share in the magnificence of his daughter's cold, as he never bothered to cover her cough - it was one of those really loud juicy ones, too - and sat right at the back next to the fucking VENT, the better ( Read more... )