Interests:
Money, Lamborgini's, Models, Identical twins, Sex, having sex with indentical twin models on the bonnet of my lamborgini while showering in hundred dollar bills,Music, Black, Purple, Leather, Knives, Knives, Leather, Women, Men, Women-like Men...MMMmmm whips, little spankage and biting...yeah, right there.... Expertise:
Talking shit and getting away with it, Biting, for all the rest...I'd just ask your mom. :) sorry, had to....
Occupation:Other Industry:Entertainment
Zombies are infesting Dublin city. We've heard groans, gunshots, alarms and there have been power cuts. We're stocking up on canned goods, weapons and candles. Thankfully we have bicycles. Keep safe, everyone.
Frank and I have recently gotten engaged. Planning to have the wedding in the distant future, and currently planning engagement parties across the country. Still have to tell his parents, though...
FINALLY started watching Torchwood. Oh. Dear. God. Yes.
Also, been working in a really nice place called Cyclone [http://www.cyclone.ie] as a telephonist. It's the best place I could have found, really. Hoorah!
Ok, I do apologise for anyone who still reads this...but it's a geek post. Sorry.
Points of interest:
[1] Doctor's over for now (booo!) [2] Martha's gone (Hooray!) [3] Donna's coming back (Double Hooray!) [4] Martha'll be back in Torchwood (Partial Woot)
Also:
I've finally seen the last 5 EPs of Season 2. Yes, yes...I've already slapped my wrists because of my lack of devotion, and believe me, I tried to get them. But I have them now and I have watched them. Yep. Rose leaving. Her "death". Oh, I wept. No, really I did. I got all puffy and red and I wept. I'm still trying to talk myself into watching it again because I know I'll break down again. Ooooh, it's so bad you guys...The Doctor crying is never a good sign. Him scared is worst. I'm terrified whenever I see The Doctor scared, I really am. I get chills. So, that about it...really...oh, David's probably leaving after Season 4 (which I think is a bad move on his part) and good ol' Russel T. along with him. Sniff. It's a dark day for Whovians when Russel T. goes.
So, I've also read The Deathly Hallows. And how I'm hollow. Oooh, pun. No, for serious. I know all of it now and there's no more coming out and I'm kinda pissed. A lot of the Aberforth stuff was pissy too. Deffo not her best. I'm sticking by Order and Azkaban.
So that's my two cents. I'm going to Dublin this weekend to help my dad look after my Grandmother...shudder. I'll get me some lovin' anyway and some stickers and I'm getting birthday money so...I might get that chrome dalek I've been eyeing for a while.
I saw your woman at Forbidden Planet! The french chick from Lost! She was there! It wasw surreal, I've never been star-struck before....
Well, I
just had one of the most annoying nights of my life. No joke. I got really sick
in the space of 10 minutes and it lasted for fucking 6 hours…unfair.
I’m better
now, of course. Funny how a little thing like emptying everything in your
stomach will make you feel better. Hmm. But, now I’m feeling better, I’ve been
watching daytime TV and fighting with the dog. He’s got an ear infection now
and I have to give him his medicine twice a day. He takes it like a little
soldier but he gets all depressed and moody afterwards. He honestly tried to
ignore me today. I thumped the little fuck. He’s not talking to me now. Little
shit.
So I’m in
the house by myself for a week. I have to do little domestic tasks like
shopping and watering the plants. I can’t leave like I would like and I have to
deal with a moody mongrel. I miss my snowflake and I’m bored.
Thank
Rassilon Thomas gave me a lend of his DS. I’d go stir crazy without Final
Fantasy, I swear.
So now I’m
half watching The Paul O’Grady Show and contemplating writing some more. I’m
stuck and my DVD player is on the Fritz, so that’s two stories out the window.
Sigh. I hate life and it’s minor setbacks.
Thankfully,
though, Red is back! She’s coming over later and we’ll have a quiet giggle for
her birthday and probably talk about sex and countries. Actually, that’s a lie.
We’ll talk about The Doctor. Let’s face it. Red’s possibly one of my only
friends who love The Doctor and I didn’t have to force them to watch it. Nice.
Well, to start off Pirates 3 is amazing. Actually, proper amazing. My mind was officially blown. Nice.
Also,
got me a boyfriend. Nice guy, you might know him. Frank? Oh, yeah. That
guy. Heh. Cue sickeningly sweet actions and sayings that make us both
want to shoot eachother in the head. No, really. We are that bad.
Bless.
Really
very happy, though. It seems that it's not so much a suprise that we're
together than it is we've admitted it. I think. That's kinda how I see
it, really. Didn't go down to Dublin to bag me a Frank, that's just how
it kinda happened. A lot of rum and a couple of movies later, we're a
thing [I do so hate the term item] and we have rules.
Ah, yes. The rules. They're the interesting bit.
No
sex. Huh. Shock horror. Well, no sex for 4 months. And it's mostly to
prove to ourselves that we can do it and also that it isn't a sexual
thing only, at least to me. You can ask him how he feels about it.
Shrug.
I can see a few being miffed. I dunno. Maybe that's just
a result of our both highly inflated sense of worth. Maybe no-one will
give a shit, but I already know that to be untrue.
I refuse to lose friends over this, by the way. You can't get rid of me that easy, you know. Just remember that.
Ok,
there's a shitty horror on right now, and I feel inclined to watch it.
But I'll probably just sit here and geek out again. Oh, well....such is
life :)
