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| 10:48pm 29/01/2006 |
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mood:  exanimate
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Ten...issa Time Lord...who can hold his liquor.
*collapses face first*
I am never going to be able to show my face to the universe again. |
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| 03:01pm 15/12/2005 |
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mood:  accomplished music: *whistles*
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I've gotten far more sex with a great deal more people in the past month or so than I managed probably in the entirely of my life before that.
I don't know why I feel so accomplished.
Term is ending at my university and I only have fifty papers to grade and a faculty party to attend. Free booze. Smashing. |
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| Grief... |
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| 10:00pm 18/04/2005 |
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mood:  confused music: Beatles
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The new Doctor's a bit interesting, isn't he? |
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| *munches cookie* |
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| 08:13pm 26/04/2004 |
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mood:  aggravated
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I turn my back away from this community for a couple months two minutes and Doctors turn into vegetables. Honestly, I shouldn't have been surprised after everything else that has happened in my life, but poor Six as a carrot?
*stops munching cookie*
Er, they were all turned only into *veggies* right?
*puts remains of cookie down*
Um, in other news, have returned students safely to university though some appear to have been permanently scarred and/or dazed by Barbarella's attentions. I actually have a reprieve (with lecturing and faculty bar) before anymore 'field trips.' |
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| Bugger. |
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| 05:53pm 25/01/2004 |
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mood: bitchy music: another student falling over...
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Life continues apace. Have been on multiple digs the past few weeks with various groups of students and Evelyn and I finally got round to dealing with that rather unfortunate business of the bodies who shouldn't have been buried in that trench on that one better-unnamed planet.... Most of the students are cheerfully incompetent.
I love them, really. But if one more trips over his own shoelaces and breaks another once-perfectly-preserved pot, I might have to strangle him.
*sigh* I do hope Fred or Barbarella with others in tow comes along soon with extra liquor and/or whipped cream. I'd have somebody to talk to besides bloody archaeology students ten or fifteen years my junior. And we might be able to teach them something entirely unrelated to archaeology. |
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| Appear to have missed a number of things. |
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| 05:18pm 20/11/2003 |
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mood:  chipper
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And I'm not entirely sure why.
Who's getting cloned?
And who is or is not wearing leather?
And are any other companions going to come out of the woodwork looking for Eight?
You know, my Doctor's beginning to look a lot less than complicated... |
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| Back from Sarn! |
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| 12:59pm 08/09/2003 |
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mood:  energetic music: the Doctor's spoons
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It was a lovely trip. Bar the torrential rains. And the mud. And the muck. And the strange women who wanted me to chant with them. The Doctor was a bit leery of them as well, come to think of it. But I got to spend loads of time at the dig and not once did anyone shoot at us. I think Chris was a bit disappointed about that. And I only fell on my arse twice because of the mud, which is much better than what some other people managed. Ha. Though I did also slide right down into that trench, rather embarrassingly. I shan't go into the details of the fascinating discoveries we made, because they would only be fascinating to other archaeologists. However, get me drunk in a corner at a party and I might just start going on about things incomprehensibly, if you're really that interested.
And since it seems the men already had their stag night (don't suppose we could get some of that mead? Just for a bit of variety, of course), I suppose I should get the hen night sorted soon. Everyone, bring swimming suits and whipped topping of your particular flavour. |
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| Erm...oops? |
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| 01:47am 24/08/2003 |
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mood:  thirsty music: Bobby Darrin, "Mack the Knife"
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Um. Allowed Six to drink an entire bottle of peppermint schnapps. Think he might be a little bit drunk.
However, I am surprisingly almost sober. |
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| Bastard! |
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| 06:40pm 19/08/2003 |
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mood: cranky
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Fitz said TEgan's nicer than me. And now he's suddenly engaged to ehr, right after he shagged me. *sniffs* Bastard. He's just like sodding Jason. Well, no, he's not really, but...yeah. Bastard.
Want Jamie to console me. Also wanna sober up, just for the hell of it.
*staggers off to not cry or find more alcohol* |
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| Wheeee! |
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| 09:54pm 18/08/2003 |
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mood:  drunk music: *humming off-key*
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I am extremely drunk right now. And it's all Tegan's fault. On the other hand, she is teaching me about Obscure Twentieth Century Things. It's amazing the wealth of detail involved in the period, isn't it?
Lost Jamie. Lost Chris too. It's a bit depressing. But did find my Doctor, so that's something.
Off, I think, to get even more drunk.
*blissful smile* |
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| Hallo everyone! |
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| 10:30pm 31/07/2003 |
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mood: mildly inebriated music: Nirvana of all things
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Jamie is a wonderful, wonderful young man. Yes. Damned lovely shag too but I shan't mention that because everyone has enough ideas as it is. And Tegan mixes lovely drinks, Eight makes a rather amusing drunk, and Five is cute when confused. Is his normal state one of confusion? You're very lucky, Tegan and Turlough, if it is...
If I were teaching anthropology, I would bring my students here. They'd get quite a lesson. |
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| Woo. |
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| 11:53am 17/07/2003 |
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mood: accomplished
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Finally managed to give some lectures in the midst of trips to Victoria's Secret & attempts to stop Evelyn from corrupting poor Jamie (and his mother) even more than he's already been by hanging around with the pair of us. I actually feel rather organized and on top of things for once.
I'm sure it won't last. |
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| Finally back from visiting God. |
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| 01:48pm 07/07/2003 |
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mood:  guilty
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It really was a wonderful trip (bar the burning bush incident just when Jamie was paying some attention to me), quite nice to spend some time with my Doctor again, but I think my students think I've deserted them. I only hope the university doesn't feel the same way.
Oops. |
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| Well, there goes *that* goal. |
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| 05:33pm 22/06/2003 |
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mood: bouncy music: Dean Martin, "Ain't that a Kick in the Head"
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So in an example of the fastest bit of hypocrisy I've ever pulled, I lied. Barely made it back to my rooms before I took up an invitation from Eight to shag have tea. And then I met up with Jamie for some whiskey, only ended up with Chris, and we went to inaugurate Seven's rather wonderful new bar...
So, um, yes. Quite. Really, I wouldn't have life any other way. |
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| I'm back. |
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| 10:54pm 18/06/2003 |
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mood:  determined music: Wolsey's purr
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Yes, I made it back to the university. I've decided to stay here for a while and lecture. Nothing else. And if I have to get drunk, it can be done in the privacy of my own rooms.
Yeah, I know it won't last, but it's always nice to have a goal or two. |
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| Ummm...? |
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| 08:06pm 04/06/2003 |
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mood: groggy
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Woke up on a different planet entirely surrounded by various people I didn't know at all, a couple hungover and confused Cybermen, and wearing nothing but feathers of all things.
Am now hitching a ride back to university with a couple of the people I didn't know (one of which is definitely not human--never met his/her type before). And scrounging about in search of actual clothing. |
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| So, let me get this straight... |
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| 11:37pm 26/05/2003 |
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mood: curious
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Seven's dating somebody now?
*scratches head*
That's...marvelous, Doctor.
Unless this is all a drunken haze and I wake up in the morning with the most awful hangover I've had yet, in which case forget I said anything. Of course, that assumes I'll wake up hungover and not still drunk. |
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