I got myself my BIRTHDAY PRESENT!

CHECK IT BITCHES!

And he's mine, Feyd, all mine!

*evil cackles* I got a dolly! I got a dolly! He is DELICIOUS! And he's cute and he's got chucks! *does a dance*

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Can you believe I'm turning *28*?! I'm such a fucking child! LOL!

Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!

When you see this post, quote from Doctor Who on your LJ.

"New teeth. Weird. Oh yes! Barcelona!"

(I would have quoted Doctor Baker but my brain is totally fried after finale).

I am so broken. A broken human being.

Mum's listening to a Scotsman report on what happened in Glasgow. All I'm hearing is the voice. I said to Mum, "Mum... is it wrong that his voice is making me hot?"

Mum just laughed.

All that horror and I'm getting turned on by the accent. LOL! Broken.

I think it's a sense of shock. Scotland means a lot to me, it's my 'motherland' so to speak. Australia is my home but Scotland is a part of what made me in the first place. Apparently someone punched one of the terrorists. Just dropped him on his arse with one punch.

Lesson to terrorist: Never fuck with a Scotsman.

Doctor Who Finale: Thoughts and stuff

( Shall give no reactions until under cut... )

I'm a-gonna play Sims for a while. What I really need to do is get my hand on the old episodes. All of them.