Schematics

New Torchwood trailer! Nobody bother me for the next five evenings.

This is interesting: you read so much about a fandom from a fan's perspective that the first snippet of realworldly criticism gives you pause. Or at least it did me. The whole trilogy seemed to involve far less Barrowman than I expected but as was mentioned in another article (which I've now lost but was very good) scehduling for these three radio plays was a nightmare. My idea of hell, and I do it regularly.

G, Noir and I have been making a list of all the people our generation will live to see die. We drew the line at people we know, but it's been going since last night and we haven't yet run out of famous losses of the future.. Notable losses include Lee Pace, Hayao Miyazaki, Stephen Fry, Noel Fielding, David Tennant, Russell T. Davies and Patrick Wolf. I feel a little weepy at the thought.

And of course, we spent the whole night arguing about Michael Jackson over a curry, then over Disaronno and fags, then over tequila. G thinks she's a lightweight. In actual fact she's a spoilsport who's unreasonably terrified of her parents.
And of course mine fought like idiots over fish and chips. And dad did one of his walkouts. He's gone to the office today because his remote server won't work. So I'll be lucky to see him before Monday.

In DWM I read an article about Trock, or Time Lord Rock. I think I'm in love with this little Scotsman.

Just want to put a link to Spotlight here.

One last note: I think this is the last year I'll be in the job. It's been a hurtful, destructive road to the end and I think, in the long run, Howell is right. So at some point before October, I'll be following him and handing in my resignation to the Hangman. After that I'll no longer be bound by any contractual secrecy and my truth will be mine do what I will with it. I'll probably keep lying, though. Pathological and paranoid, that's me.