oh, torchwood
Jan. 31st, 2008 05:32 pmTOSH. tosh running around trying to find best outfit for boy she has crush on.
1918 Torchwood! SQUEEEEE! (What, I wrote 1920s torchwood for nano - my kinks are plain to see) We can has fic nao?
Time rift slippage. Oh yeaaaaah.
Cute adorable doomed soldier boys.
World War stuff. :sniffle: and Jack clearly still angry about it because he lived through it and probably saw men under his command shot for it.
EVERYONE DOING THEIR JOBS!
Gwen grabbing for the box!
Owen, please stop confusing me. You were being nice and concerned and didn't snark at *anyone*.
Ah, gratuitous boy snoggage. :happy sigh: To quote Graeme at work : 'The snoggage was utterly, brilliantly and flagrantly unrequired. It's what makes Torchwood so good IMHO.' though I think the bat conservation society is going to start suing the bbc on wednesdays at this rate.
Did the utter classic of dropping my bag halfway to the station and not realising til I was at the platform. :eyeroll: on the other hand, I did get into work on time....
In other news, I finally got round to getting tickets for Sound of Music with Connie in it. For tonight. Of course, 15 minutes after I booked 'em last night I started running a temperature and sore throat. Temperature gone down a bit today, still got the throat, so dosing self with cough medicine and fisherman's friends.
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Date: 2008-01-31 06:57 pm (UTC)Tosh=adorable. That is every woman dithering about which outfit looks best.
Owen=hovering and trying to make Tosh feel better.
Jack/Ianto= hot, and awww. Because. Jack is *talking* to Ianto, about *stuff* and about loneliness, and caring for people and then there was kissing. *bounce*
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Date: 2008-01-31 07:30 pm (UTC)bonus they look like a great set of snoggers too.