Jun 02, 2009 19:45
Oh good God. Apparently Gareth David-Lloyd's coming to the preview.
No, wait; let me rephrase that.
GARETH DAVID-LLOYD'S COMING TO THE PREVIEW. EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
All my recent posts, whether sober or...less than sober (I'm still blushing about that one), seem to be filled with squee at the moment. Which is good; it's getting me through my revision.
GARETH. JOHN. YAY!
If Eve is there I will keel over with joy; I adore her. I do love Gareth and John, but I go a little giddy over Eve. All three of them there is likely to give me some kind of squee-aneurysm. God, I can't wait.
I'd really love to see James Moran and Tom Price there as well; I asked them both via Twitter if they'd be there, but they didn't reply. I'd love to have a natter, even a quick one, with James Moran; he's a writing hero of mine and I think he's absolutely brilliant.
Oh, and Peter Capaldi! How could I forget him? (Although, I would have to keep reminding myself that he won't be in a constant state of profanity; I haven't seen him on screen doing anything else.)
I'm looking forward to this a ridiculous amount; I haven't had a day out in London for ages. I'm planning on winging my way to Tufnell Park on the tube and taking a picture of the house from Spaced, if I can find it. It'll be a geeky day already; might as well make the most of it!
Eeeep. Will be waiting for news on Eve. Or Eeeeeve, as I'll probably end up calling her if she turns up.
Nine more days!
the thick of it,
eve myles,
torchwood,
spaced,
squee,
john barrowman,
gareth david-lloyd