Lynda's bedroom in Sydney

[lyndawithay]

Between the transformation of Daedalus and Giacomo, the appearance of Miss Gate's former self, Ood getting dumped, and the growing insanity of several people over conflicting versions of their backstories, I feel like I haven't slept in a month. Sometimes I feel like Martha and I are the only sane ones here.

And we still haven't yet caught Bruce the Tiger, or found out what, if anything, the Dream Police are up to.

I'm so tired. Of all of it.

*falls asleep*

*dreams*

Comments

[di_carlisle]

Um! Sorry!

...Sorry.

[kateorman.livejournal.com]

*grabs you by the tie*

Listen, gorgeous. I don't do the public sex bit. Not OOC, anyway.

*kisses you on the tip of the nose*

[di_carlisle]

*grins at you and laces his fingers with yours*

I have no problem with that. So what willyou do in public?

[kateorman.livejournal.com]

*evil grin*

*picks up a lemon cream pie and chucks it at you*

[di_carlisle]

*ducks, but is hit nonetheless*

*retaliates with banana cream*

[kateorman.livejournal.com]

*sprays you with cool whip*

[di_carlisle]

*flourishes a bottle of seltzer*

*sprays you gleefully*

[kateorman.livejournal.com]

*washes off the banana cream*