patelyne

Sue's leaving for her trip to ComicCon tomorrow - buses take time you know. Even as she sits here judging my Ianto-ish love of labels, my (apparently) bizzare way of posting here, and my sharpie induced drunk-like haze last night I'm still pretty sure she likes how I improved her luggage. Torchwood NZ branding on one side and the T blown up on the other. Harkness on top, of course.





( Giant pictures this way )

Dalek O’ Doom is done!!!!

Still doesn’t have a proper name, as most of the things I called him during the making process can’t be said in polite company. Hey, don’t look at me like that! I blame the little yarny bastard for bringing out the more colourful side of my vocab. Soooooo until I come up with a better name, ‘Dalek o’ doom’ he shall be.

( PICTURES!!!!! )

Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes, you guys are the best!!

I have to point out this, from tardistenantsue (because I am the world's most spoiled brat and she totally rocks) - a delicous Ianto brownie.
I WILL REMEMBER IT FOR A THOUSAND YEARS!!!



I have to admit that even though I want to NOM NOM NOM that nose, I only cut pieces from around the sides so his face is still intact :D

ps If you check out Sue's post Candy even gave me a personalized comment porn ficcy bit - I LOVE YOU TOO CANDY!

pps I can't wait to see what the squirrels have been up to morgia!

ppps RLBF got me a TARDIS money bank! Woohoo!! Lura saw it and asked if I was going to start bringing home all my tips in change just to make the TARDIS light go off over and over.

Moving day is even closer now, but the piles of boxes are spreading. I really wish I was done already, and probably should keep moving BUT the mess is starting to intimidate me again. Time for a break?

Jeannie was extremely unhappy with how she was unrepresented in the first chapter and demanded kindly requested I show people how useful she was. Direct quote from her:

“GET TO WRITING. THIS IS MY LIFE, YOU KNOW. I NEED TO BE HELPFUL. MAKE ME HELPFUL, DAMMIT.”

She gave me three days, and an offer to turn a writing high five into a writing hug, so I hope she’s happy with my latest effort.

( I want to pack, really I do... )

It was a slow day at work, and I got bored. I suppose I could have cleaned up, restocked, taken inventory … any number of productive things. Instead I wrote this – The thinky thoughts of Patelyne Alemp, acting medic for ask_twnz. I’m calling it a fic, because I don’t really know what else to call it. Blame it on ask_theharkni, I figured if the clones are all thinking about themselves then maybe I should too.

( When RP leaks into a person’s actual journal…. )