As there seems to be quite the stampede to DW these days (way to go with the privacy controls, LJ!) I figured I'd toss out the mass of codes I have just lying around. Help yourselves
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...and possibly offensive to delicate sensibilities. But dang, the catchiest tune I've heard in a while, and I laughed until I cried. And then I danced
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So - you know those idle fantasies I am quite sure we all have once in a while - where we get to be the hero in some situation or another? You know - save the day by a well-timed surprise kick to a bank robber, or whatnot
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Peter Wingfield. He's utterly beautiful, incredibly talented, plays snarky brilliantly (see: Methos), has a body to die for, British/Welsh accent - and he's an actual *man*, not a boy. He'd have been PERFECT.
Matt Smith? Still has pimples - I'm sure the tweeners will love him, but us grown-ups, probably not so much. Guess I'll be sticking to