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I'm working on a Jack/Ianto icon. So far I've got one icon in five variations and I keep getting distracted by the awesomeness that is Ianto kissing Jack. Hot damn, show - three eps into the season and already you've got me drooling over the boy kissage. Please, don't stop. Kthnx.

So yeah, I loved the hell out of To The Last Man. Timeshift for the win. And that thing that happened at the desk. I was so sure it would be Gwen and then it wasn't and then I was doing that squee thing and is it Wednesday yet?

My mind's churning out fic ideas like there's no tomorrow and I won't have any time to write at all until Monday evening and how is that for torture? Damn you, work schedule, damn you muchly.

Sporting a brand spanking new Torchwood header*. As I should be. (There's no matching default icon, however. Woe is me. Woe.) *Lyrics by Jason Molina who owns my soul.

My Blueberry Nights tomorrow. Am ridiculously excited. That could be because I haven't seen anything on the big screen since... November? October? This has to change. Drastically.

I think I dreamed of Ten and Rose last night but it's hard to tell because I wake up a gazillion times each night and have a corresponding number of dream fragments clogging up my memory. However, I re-read some of my fic ideas for those two a few days ago and felt slightly tempted by a few of them. There's one in particular that's delicious and gentle and oh so wrong and it won't go away so maybe I should just give in and write it already. Yeah. (It's been sitting on my drive for over a year and the fact that it's still gripping me could well mean that this idea deserves to be written. I'll definitely try to make the time.)

And Torchwood. I'm very slowly beginning to get the appeal of Jack/Ianto but I'm not sure that my take on them would be terribly original. Like, lots of hot boysex that's been done an estimated million times before? Then again, has there ever been such a thing as too much boysex?

I'm falling madly in love with singer Adele whose voice sounds eerily like that of one Amy Winehouse. Not as much drama attached to Adele, though. If you're interested, go and check out Hometown Glory. It's gorgeous, I'm telling you.

What is it with Firefox and the not closing of a tab with a video playing in it? It's bugging the hell right out of me, that is.

And now it's Sleeper for me, thank you very much. Mhmmm, Jack.

A few things I'd like to have...

- new icons
- time to make icons
- time to become friends with Photoshop again (hi, PS, I missed you)
- lots and lots of sleep tonight
- the latest Torchwood
- world peace
- did I mention Torchwood?

What it comes down to is this: I don't have as much time as I need. Clearly, the introduction of the 26-hour-day is long overdue. Yup.

Went bowling for the first time ever last night (so I live under a rock, so what). Had tons of fun while learning the ways of strikes and spares and gutters. Now I just need to move my game away from the latter.