Well, not, y'know, starvingdead, but. Hungry.

Opera performances begin tomorrow night, after which I will never have to see Jimenez in a black t-shirt again. It's like seeing... I dunno, your commanding officer out of uniform, or something. Apparently wearing black t-shirts to opera dress rehearsals is A Thing He Does, but. Argh. Jimenez ( Read more... )

Random Shoes is really just Torchwood's attempt at Doctor Who's Love and Monsters. Which still wasn't amazing, but was at least better than Random Shoes, and at times reminded me very, VERY strongly of Dr. Horrible. Also, ISOBEL MET AN ENORMOUS BEAR ABSORBOLOFF. ISOBEL, ISOBEL DIDN'T CARE, because she now has a perfectly happy and fulfilling ( Read more... )

So yesterday John called and said that he still had my music stand, could he return it that night? I had had no idea he was still in town, so I said of course, and invited him to hang out for a while. He brought very good chocolate and we rented Labyrinth, which always rules. It was nice to spend some time with him, and I might get to play Mara ( Read more... )

Ah, a nice mug of tea. Everything else pales by comparison. Sweet, hot, and soothing. *Sighs dreamily* I love tea. Tea is wonderful. AI! The Cleaners! Runnn... What? The Cleaners! The Cleaners, the Bog of Stench- you sure got his attention! *Runs to clean her room*