Erm.. Ok then.
My eyes flitted this way and that at the sound of buzzing, attempting to locate the source. A glimpse of a tiny shadow as it soars past. More buzzing. Through the gloom of my dimly lit room, I attempt to spot the culprit. The buzzing continues, reaching the ceiling. The creature still escapes my sight. Thump. Somewhere, the beast injures itself. Thump. Another blow. Thump. This soon seems to have...
When I went on my first official date with my boyfriend, we went to the cinema. Nothing funny about that (unless you have a warped sense of humour, in which case, cackle away, my friend). We sat there, hand in hand, waiting for the film (Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy) to start, watching the adverts. One advert turned up, and, immediately, I could guess at its content. I was right. As the advert...
First time I saw the fifth Doctor:
not hating, just saying: Tumblr and plagiarism. →
doctormaster: You know what tumblr should have? An option to see copies of your “sent messages.” For example, when you send someone a well thought-out and well-written idea, and the person never replies. Then the next day you see your idea published on his/her blog in its exact originally-written form, but…
When the Doctor was all All I could think was
See picture of Indiana Jones, nipples use harden.....
Brother (to me): You've made a lot of old lawyers very exited.
Pottermore is down, again. Either it’s being updated or, as I suspect may be the case, it is the result of a tumblmore connection..
Short Rant: Pottermore Users
I didn’t care that much about getting my Pottermore account activated until the other day when I was chatting to some girls online. One of them has no less than NINE Pottermore accounts, several of which she has already activated. I know a lot of people who have two or three. I’m sorry, but that’s just selfish. It is. I thought part of the magic was that you only get one account....
Short Fics: Drapple
He brushed a pale finger over the smooth skin, caressing it, loving it. He had dreamt so long of this. But it would be only the first in a series of meetings. His tongue stroked across his lips, the anticipation becoming almost unbearable. Slowly, softly, he pressed his lips against the skin, feeling how firm it really was. He flicked his tongue cheekily over the surface, before shifting the...
[WARNING! TIRED RANT ZONE] Doctor What The F*ck Oh...
I am, generally speaking, a very patient person, but when it comes to a wonderful television series taking a possible turn for the worse, I’m not so patient. You see, I completely understand that there is likely a much bigger, intricate plan for the series that little miss muffet Steven Moffat has made, which is all well and good, (actually, there are many things I could highlight about...
The Comfiest of Beds
Me: (Getting helped along thanks to being inebriated) Let me just.. (goes towards a rose bush)
Friend: What are you doing?
Me: I just.. I'm a bit sleepy..
Friend: (Realising the situation) You can't sleep there!
Me: (Blissfully unaware as I begin to try and lay down while my friend holds me back) Why not?
Friend: Because that's a ROSE BUSH!
More Adventures In Alcoland
Rum shots. That’s the first thing I should mention. The second thing I should mention is that they’re slow acting. This is something I only remembered to ask after four or five shots. By my seventh shot, I could feel the magic working, and I remember people cheering me on to drink more. Which I did. I have a major lapse in memory, but I vaguely remember sitting on the sofa, finishing...