This is a fannish post. I thought about writing non-fannish things, and I find that I cannot be funny about them. BUT IF YOU'RE REALLY HERE FOR MY MUNDANE LIFE, HAVE A SLICE:
1. LAUNDRY, DISHES, DEAR GOD THE FLOOR IS COVERED WITH A BLANKET OF CAT HAIR THAT RESEMBLES THE THICKNESS OF PINE NETTLES UNDER A TREE. I BET IF I VACUUMED, I'D FIND FUCKING NARNIA.
2. I HAVE CRAMPS.
3. I redid my userinfo/profile page into post-its. I think it's better.
4. So, while I was discussing SOMETHING TORCHWOOD RELATED IN SOMEONE'S JOURNAL THIS WEEKEND, I SAT BACK AND HAD THIS MONOLOGUE IN MY HEAD. I changed the names to make it more relevant. Because it's all about me.
…sniff. I also miss Ianto. LOOK PEOPLE. I HAVE TRANSFERRED MY LOVE TO JACK. LIKE WHEN A PARASITE CRAWLS OUT OF A DEAD HOST AND INTO A LIVE ONE. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?
I still love Ianto. Like burning.
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beesandbrews sent me this fic to beta before SHITBEARS WEEK '09. I read the first draft and then she sent it back, and I ignored it because I was TRAUMATISED. But I finally betaed it, and it is the shit. It's called The Sheriff of Cardiff. THE. SHERIFF. OF. CARDIFF. You know who that is. And he isn't the same Jack you know. Ianto stumbles onto an AU version of Torchwood, of Cardiff. It's dark and funny and clever and sexy and comes with a side of Team! Special guest stars Andy and Hart! LOVE! GO TELL HER YOU LOVE HER.
5. I DON'T KNOW WHY I BOTHER LINKING TO HER, BECAUSE YOU ALREADY HAVE HER FRIENDED ANYWAY, but Foxy has solved that pesky "How did Jack know about that fucking Ion Cruise ship up there?" issue. FREE TENTACLE SEX SHOW!
EXIT STAGE LEFT AND SHIT.
1. LAUNDRY, DISHES, DEAR GOD THE FLOOR IS COVERED WITH A BLANKET OF CAT HAIR THAT RESEMBLES THE THICKNESS OF PINE NETTLES UNDER A TREE. I BET IF I VACUUMED, I'D FIND FUCKING NARNIA.
2. I HAVE CRAMPS.
3. I redid my userinfo/profile page into post-its. I think it's better.
4. So, while I was discussing SOMETHING TORCHWOOD RELATED IN SOMEONE'S JOURNAL THIS WEEKEND, I SAT BACK AND HAD THIS MONOLOGUE IN MY HEAD. I changed the names to make it more relevant. Because it's all about me.
Everything I think and everything I do is wrong. I was wrong about fandom, I was wrong about Ianto, and now Jack was gone and the series was ending. It all boiled down to one inevitable conclusion, I was just totally clueless. Oh, and this Jack and Gwen thing was wigging me more than anything. I mean, what was my problem? Gwen is my pal, I don't begrudge her a best friend, I really.. Ooh, I wonder if they have that in my size.
What does she want with Jack, anyway? He dresses funny, he listens to Glen Miller, he's not even cute... in a conventional way. I mean, he's just like this slug who hangs around the Hub all the time. And he's got no table manners, I couldn't take him anywhere. Wait a second, what am I stressing about? This is like, Jack! OK, OK, so he's kind of a baldwin, but what would he want with Gwen? She couldn't make him happy. Jack needed someone with imagination, someone to take care of him, someone to laugh at his jokes... in case he ever makes any. Then suddenly...
Oh, my God. I love Jack.
I am majorly, totally, butt-crazy in love with Jack.
…sniff. I also miss Ianto. LOOK PEOPLE. I HAVE TRANSFERRED MY LOVE TO JACK. LIKE WHEN A PARASITE CRAWLS OUT OF A DEAD HOST AND INTO A LIVE ONE. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?
I still love Ianto. Like burning.
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5. I DON'T KNOW WHY I BOTHER LINKING TO HER, BECAUSE YOU ALREADY HAVE HER FRIENDED ANYWAY, but Foxy has solved that pesky "How did Jack know about that fucking Ion Cruise ship up there?" issue. FREE TENTACLE SEX SHOW!
EXIT STAGE LEFT AND SHIT.
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Date: 2009-07-13 05:07 pm (UTC)Ianto would want us to love Jack. Love 'em hard. oh yeah.
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Date: 2009-07-13 05:41 pm (UTC)Do I get a cookie if I say what movie that was from? I'm doing it anyway.
OMG I F-ING LOVE CLUELESS!!
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Date: 2009-07-13 06:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-13 05:59 pm (UTC)ps. thank you for the plug!
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Date: 2009-07-13 06:21 pm (UTC)You are welcome.
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Date: 2009-07-13 09:52 pm (UTC)2. Poor thing!!
3. It totally rocks, you seriously need to consider that post-it mood theme! Also - I think maybe you shouldn't talk about my mom that way, its kind of skeevy (TRUST ME)
4. I still love my Ianto, John Hart could take some residual love but Jack just isn't my guy *sighs*
4....wait. why are there two fours? DO YOU THINK I CAN'T COUNT!! I NOTICED!! And since I apparently can be bossed around by random internet peoples who may or may not actually be real I will do as you say and check that out in a bit...
5. I'M SORRY!! I DON'T KNOW WHO SHE IS!! I ONLY RANDOM FRIEND SPECIAL PEOPLE!! DON'T YOU LIKE BEING SPECIAL?! and Foxy is obvs very smart
*wanders around stage aimlessly waiting for better directions*
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Date: 2009-07-14 12:58 am (UTC)(too soon?)
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Date: 2009-07-14 12:51 am (UTC)(Also: SPEWTERDUCKEN, FTW)
Love the user info. Post-its are my favourite ever :D
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Date: 2009-07-14 01:21 pm (UTC)ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE NOT ME?
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