Not dead, yay

Have returned from the New World. With a cold. An American cold, one that seems to have a personal vendetta against my tonsils. Darn and blast it. Have more or less lost my voice, no doubt a delight to those I daily converse with but darn irritating to meself.

And now, to sleep for a day or two, since am e'er so slightly exhausted, yes.

Torchwood: Meat

I am a teeny bit behind with this, but not with the actual show, hurrahs. MARTHA. Yes. And now, let us never refer to this episode by its true name ever again. It shall henceforth be known as...stuff. Yes. Stuff.

( Torchwood: Stuff - retold with pictures, now in colour! )

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Despite being somewhere on The Other Side of the Planet where, so I'm told, Terminator rules, I still managed to see last week's TW the day after it was aired. In a limo. On the way to Disney. Oh yes.

( Adam - some words )

( TW: Adam - in pikshurs! No stolen souls, now guaranteed )

science fiction double feature

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( Reset )

( Dead Man Walking )