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[Aug. 18th, 2004|09:38 am] |
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Someone help... please? |
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[Nov. 26th, 2003|05:34 pm] |
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Hmph. Everyone's all excited about Eight's clone and that Sullivan git who've turned up lately. I would like to point out that I am much more interesting than your little home made toyboy and an utterly gay sailor. Would quite like to get to know George better, though.
And in other news, I would like to announce that I am officially giving up on underwear. I'm going cold turkey. Cutting it right out. I'm going to concentrate on my cross stitch and work on evil schemes like I used to!
Or maybe not. But I'm trying to cut down, honest! *quickly hides recently-acquired Victoria's Secret catalogue* |
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[Nov. 9th, 2003|12:17 pm] |
Tegan's married?
Well, okay, I'm not all that surprised.
Five's shagging Eight?
Does that count as masturbation?
Barbarella's shagging Six?
Or at least, trying to. Though I think that may be the case with Five and Eight too...
I'm confused. |
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[Oct. 14th, 2003|03:54 pm] |
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*pokes head out of console room* I think the TARDIS seems to be calming down. I really ought to look into getitng a new room... *corridor shakes violently* *jerks head back in* ...maybe I should give it a year or so, actually. I'm quit happy here.
That Barbarella lady seems very nice. I think it's quite clear that I've got a chance with her *wide, oblivious smile*
And in other news, I don't suppose any of you have any remedies for hearing voices? I think I may have been posessed by an evil female spirit. I wouldn't mind normally, only she's very noisy and keeps interrupting my cross stitching. |
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[Oct. 4th, 2003|10:21 am] |
I was starting to feel guilty about how little I seem to be updating this thing. "What if my loyal readers have been missing me?" I wondered, "what if they long for some of that ancient Trion wisdom?" It was about then that I realised that even if I do have loyal readers, I don't have to suck up to them. I'll update whenever I damn well feel like it. And, well, I suppose now is as good a time as any to start.
So Fitz and Tegan split up. I hate to say 'I told you so', especially when I was doing so much to try and break them up anyway but... I told you so. Though I did rather expect them to at least get maried before they realised it was an unbelievably bad idea. I suppose humans aren't quite as stupid as they look.
The TARDIS seems to have abandoned its vendetta against me, which is a relief. The Doctor continues to victimise me. I hate it when two or three of him gang up on me *mutters* Speaking of which, Seven seems to be having some sort of adventure that I can't quite fathom I'm far too important to care about. Yes.
Mental note: Always remember - sugar doesn't come in salt shakers. |
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[Aug. 21st, 2003|10:33 pm] |
*marches into console room and dumps bags on the ground* I'd like to announce that from now on I'll be staying in the console room. And if it just happens to get deleted and throw us all into some sort of terrible universe-altering situation we'll all know whose fault it is! So there. *glares around at TARDIS walls*
It'll be the TARDIS' fault, not mine. Just to clarify. |
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| Huh. Didn't see THAT coming! |
[Aug. 19th, 2003|10:11 pm] |
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Have just dashed over to my room to try and hide some of my more unpleasant cross-stitches and found that, uh, it's not there any more. Bloody TARDIS. Why does it have to pick on ME? I bet this is Tegan's fault.
And in other news, Tegan and Fitz are getting married. I don't know whether to be excited or scared. I don't give them much longer than three weeks together anyway. |
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[Jul. 29th, 2003|12:06 am] |
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This is a very odd party. We're planning an adventure with Eight. I've been accosted with lampshades. I'm dancing with Tegan. Eight's calling me 'Turley'. Five's suspicious of my admittedly dubious motives.
*head spins*
I wonder just what it is we've all been drinking. |
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| Hmph |
[Jul. 23rd, 2003|10:46 am] |
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So Tegan's moving back in.
Typical of her, really. One minute she's leaving forever and then the next time you turn around she's banging on the TARDIS door. I should've known better than to get my hopes up.
Guess this means I'll have to move Erimem's things back out of her room *grumbles*
On the other hand, this probably means I won't be spending too much ime in Seven's bar. Which means I'm probably less likely to run into Four again. Now there was an odd chap. Though he did say I seemed 'stable' so he must have some power of observation. Hmm. |
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| *ponders* |
[Jul. 16th, 2003|07:36 pm] |
Y'know, I feel like a change.
*stares at livejournal screen for several hours*
Perfect! My journal is now completely different and reflects my personality much more accurately. This has got to be my greatest creative effort to date. |
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[Jun. 26th, 2003|07:53 pm] |
...that Seven is not going to meet God. And that Five is not sexually active...please?
*sigh*
Where's Erimem to keep me sane? |
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| I feel... |
[Jun. 10th, 2003|08:30 am] |
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...decidedly sick. Erimem and I are getting shaken like a couple of Mexican Jumping beans. What in the heavens name is Five doing up there?
Not that I would expect him to know...
But this is not very helpful to being a smooth lover... |
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| Somehow... |
[May. 22nd, 2003|07:36 am] |
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...I got put at the front of the group in this Haunted House. I think I just saw some male in a mask of sorts with a chainsaw run by the door... |
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| Have decided to help Erimem out... |
[May. 16th, 2003|08:09 am] |
...with this haunted house.
She, of course, had to invite Tegan along. And Tegan's new pass-time is to laugh at me. Hard. I hope Jo doesn't do the same. |
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| Have gone to Carnival... |
[May. 7th, 2003|08:35 pm] |
...Five and Tegan didn't know we were on board.
The problem here is...Peri hasn't arrived yet and I am missing her. But Erimem is here in a lovely bikini outfit...
*wide grin*
I think I can be consoled. |
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[Apr. 28th, 2003|02:05 pm] |
Honestly. You would think that I had a master plan with all that they are going on about. Erimem and I are having a delightful time together.
I see that ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) thebeigeone never commented on the pictures of Tegan and I that I left on the console. I had thought that would get a rise out of him.
Bumped into Peri and Tegan as they went out shopping. Peri won't meet my eyes. Hmph. |
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| What to do...what to do... |
[Apr. 25th, 2003|12:59 pm] |
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*cheeky grin*
I put the photos of Tegan and I engaged pleasantly on the console. They are enlarged copies and in full color.
After all, you all really didn't think I shagged her because I wanted to, did you? At least this will keep her out of the TARDIS for good. I'm glad she never knew I was taking them in the first place. |
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[Apr. 21st, 2003|06:23 am] |
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How about a deal? If you shag me, I'll stop bothering you and Tegan. *wide grin* |
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| Very proud of myself. |
[Apr. 19th, 2003|08:39 pm] |
Left a note for Tegan on the front door of the TARDIS when she was coming over for her things. Note had pictures of thebeigeone and yourfutureruler inside. Have to admit the Master is an excellent picture taker.
The only problem is that she might actually like them. |
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