ARRRRRRGH But also cool things.
Nov. 30th, 2008 07:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brb_evil So, LJ has been miserably failing for the past week.
Apparently, the internet is a series of tubes and the information gets stuck inside. Namely, all of the comment messages I generally get sent to my MSN. I got FIFTY THREE right now. As I was reading through them, I realised that due to a humorous (read: not at all) misunderstanding of something I posted on Deirdre's journal ages back, I was having a huge fight and I didn't even know it. I chose all of my words so carefully to avoid any offence and take a very unemotional view of the topic and by leaving a qualifier out, I managed to seriously offend Deirdre. So I am very sorry and as I said, I hope you, Deirdre, can take another look at my comment as the very calm analysis it was meant to be.
Next, two nights ago, I met a friend of Paisley, who is called Tegan because of Tegan Jovanka. Which is so many kinds of awesome.
Lastly, several many nights ago, I had a dream that I was travelling with Ten and we ended up in Scotland in the far past. We were walking across this field and then, a bit across the field, we saw this old man and stopped walking because the Doctor was just staring at him.
"Doctor?" I said. "What is it?"
"Doctor?" said the old man, something seeming to register on him.
The Doctor, his eyes very wide, said, "Jamie?" The old man--Jamie--smiles back at him and then this enormous grin erupts across the Doctor's face and he books it across the field to Jamie and sweeps him up into a hug. Jamie, who has apparently remembered the Doctor and has figured out that this is another regeneration, hugs back and the Doctor kisses him on the top of his head.
It was one of my sweetest dreams ever.
Apparently, the internet is a series of tubes and the information gets stuck inside. Namely, all of the comment messages I generally get sent to my MSN. I got FIFTY THREE right now. As I was reading through them, I realised that due to a humorous (read: not at all) misunderstanding of something I posted on Deirdre's journal ages back, I was having a huge fight and I didn't even know it. I chose all of my words so carefully to avoid any offence and take a very unemotional view of the topic and by leaving a qualifier out, I managed to seriously offend Deirdre. So I am very sorry and as I said, I hope you, Deirdre, can take another look at my comment as the very calm analysis it was meant to be.
Next, two nights ago, I met a friend of Paisley, who is called Tegan because of Tegan Jovanka. Which is so many kinds of awesome.
Lastly, several many nights ago, I had a dream that I was travelling with Ten and we ended up in Scotland in the far past. We were walking across this field and then, a bit across the field, we saw this old man and stopped walking because the Doctor was just staring at him.
"Doctor?" I said. "What is it?"
"Doctor?" said the old man, something seeming to register on him.
The Doctor, his eyes very wide, said, "Jamie?" The old man--Jamie--smiles back at him and then this enormous grin erupts across the Doctor's face and he books it across the field to Jamie and sweeps him up into a hug. Jamie, who has apparently remembered the Doctor and has figured out that this is another regeneration, hugs back and the Doctor kisses him on the top of his head.
It was one of my sweetest dreams ever.
