Jan. 16th, 2012

ugh

Jan. 16th, 2012 03:10 pm
sirona_fics: (throw him in the shark tank)
Feel like absolute shit today. Like 'run over by a truck' shit. And now I have to go into work for a couple hours. Periods suck. Like 99.9% of my flist should know what I'm talking about, right? :D

My flist skip was 280 this morning, after I gave myself a break from my laptop last night (I had only gotten to page three of Rivers of London before realising that I have fallen in love with that book), and then Sherlock 2.03 happened (I have 20 tabs with reactions and spoilers opened that I am not even going to touch until I have watched it). Which I have downloaded and just waiting to play. Considering the hormonal shitstorm happening inside me right now, I expect to be completely ripped apart as I watch it. So, fair warning. :)

In moar better news, while I was passed out sleeping for thirteen hours last night, [livejournal.com profile] clintcoulson happened. I AM BESIDE MYSELF WTIH GLEE. \0/ \0/ \0/ \0/

And now, work. And afterwards, expect a reaction post because I will probably have so many feelings that I won't know what to do with myself. *sigh*
sirona_fics: (never leave me)
[SPOILERS] )

ETA: Oh, just, you know what? Go read this. All my John feels in a neat 900 words. Stars in my eyeballs all over again.

OH AND ALSO (thank you, [livejournal.com profile] politt):

Spoiler from Mark Gatiss' Twitter )
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