Black Doggerel

*does the Dance of Torchwood Renewal Joy*

YAYYYY! SQUEEE!!

P.S. If you haven't watched it yet and you're going to (this means YOU) don't read the comments to that article.

( Excerpt from forwarded email. This is what my wonderful family have bought me as this year's Winterthing and birthday gift )

SQUEEEE BOUNCE SQUEEE BOUNCE BOUNCE SQUEEE BOUNCE SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

Spike's paw is not quite healed, but I can't take another day of this. I have to play tuggy with him even if I'm not letting him run - I can hold it so he keeps his front paws mostly off the ground. Trouble with that is that lack of exercise makes him much faster and snappier on the tuggy. He never means to nail my hand. But my pinky's still dripping blood and I am running out of fingers.

In other news, Torchwood finale and Doctor Who season opener double whammy yay! I cried like a little girl, chortled, snorted, squealed, sniffled, gasped in surprise. So very happy, so heartbroken.

Then there was Battlestar Galactica. It's been off the air too long; I've forgotten what was happening and lost much of the urge to care. The characters are still good and all but I was caught between WTF? and meh - I think RTD got all my OMGYAY!!!

I did enjoy Gaius Baltar, though. I'll give it that.

Edited to add: Oh yes. What's this I hear about half my UK-resident f-list getting snow? You utter, utter, utter, utter, utter bastards. Winter completely bypassed bloody Bournemouth yet again this year - I don't think we had more than a handful of frosty mornings, even. And now fucking summer's kicked in here, complete with sweat rash and self-loathing. I hate you all so much I can't even speak. And if any of you who're having snow live in a Council place, would you consider a swap?

I loathe Xmas and the runup to it. No, that's not quite true. I do always end up enjoying the day itself, thanks to the fact that I'm lucky enough to have wonderful blood relatives who are actually fun to spend time with. Nevertheless, I still spend December in a state of fear and loathing. I hate the huge fuss that the entire world makes about Xmas; I hate the pressure and expectations, I hate the deadline of present shopping and I will still be glad when it's over.

Today is a good example. I want to spend the morning concentrating on an RP post, but instead I have to go Xmas shopping. Blergh.

I also have another really good reason to want it to be over: Torchwood starts January 26th. I have just seen this trailer, (thank you drewshi!) and I'm gibbering with anticipatory excitement now. Loooooook!!

Edited to add: thank you so much, moviegrrl! I have a disc here for you I haven't posted yet, because I'm an arse. But I love you!

so fucking awesome I can't tell you.

will post about it properly tomorrow. for now, let me just say that I've never had my post-orgasm face on in front of that many people with all my clothes on before.

bed now!

I LOVE THIS FUCKING SONG SO VERY, VERY MUCH: http://s45.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=34WPGWYWZ1YXK3H1F055P7M6Y8

Treat this as a sneak preview. Check them out. Buy their stuff.