I just thought I should say that straight off, because I know there was some concern earlier. And don't listen to what he said, there was no nearly about it. I have closer shaves all the time!
( Honestly, he had a pretty tame time of it. )

And not on Earth! Not in the 21st century! Not even in the Milky Way! Granted, I didn't mean to, but it doesn't matter. I'm back in the universe again! It's fantastic! ( Andy, when your stomach is settled a bit, come see! )

I did try to provoke some sense of guilt out of him, but to no avail. Some beings just can't regret their actions, no matter what the consequences are. For example, one consequence of my ending the time war is to make the Dilgar stop spitting curses at me and start making awkward sexual advances. Which would be a lot less horrifying if I didn't ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning in the Hub, awkwardly positioned on the couch, covered in blue poweder and puppy slobber, with Max Theresa sitting on my chest/ Apparently, it's his couch.

I may have mixed a bit more spice than was wise into that last daiquiri. Do my pupils look blue to you?

I suspect most of the team today will be hungover. The Hub does sort ( Read more... )

Also, I'm never using that phrase again.
( I suspect Ianto made this letter up. )

I didn't actually run into myself, but I was still on the planet for a bit, and naturally there was fallout. I have mentioned that fallout and I don't get along, haven't I? Anyway, apparently this is where fallout comes to die be dissected, so I'm just going to stay in my TARDIS and make repairs.

Or at least that was the plan. Now I remember why I ( Read more... )

Apparently, little Max Theresa got mixed up with a malfunctioning cloning machine. Now little Theresa is playing a rather one-sided game of fetch with me in the loading dock, and little Max is caught up in some bad business with Spike in Snowdonia. The Asgard you lot had a treaty with are all dead now, right? He’s not going to invalidate any ( Read more... )

This place is distressingly domestic. The ex I don’t really intend to have ever but will anyway made me tea and then watched me drink it with puppy dog eyes that put the actual puppy dog playing with his bootlaces to shame. His current significant other glared at me pointedly over his coffee and stole the last biscuit while arranging for food to be ( Read more... )

Silurians have been dealt with in a satisfactorily nonlethal manner. They’ll be ready to face their future as Earth Reptiles soon enough- just not now when those blokes from Torchwood are going around shooting things in the face. Thankfully, I know for a fact that shooting people in the face is going to be out of style with organized crime/alien ( Read more... )

Lorry has been moved! I’m free as a bird stuck in 21st century Cardiff! Fantastic!

The TARDIS still isn’t speaking to me, and I can’t find anything physically wrong with her, so I suppose I’m just going to have to hope she can sort it out on her own without any jiggery-pokery from me.

First things first- find out what this is about. How does ( Read more... )