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YEAR IN REVIEW: Take the first sentence (or two) from the first post of each month of 2007. That's your year in review.
January: OK, so putting the button-nosed, pretty- mouthed, welsh-voweled eye candy to one side for a moment, I enjoyed the Sarah Jane Adventures slightly more than the average episode of Torchwood.
Trust me, this was probably the one and only time I put the button-nosed, pretty-mouthed, welsh-voweled eye candy to one side. I found out I was pregnant about two weeks later, and blamed it on said eye candy and his waistcoat. (Yes I knew THAT QUICKLY that I was pregnant. I knew BEFORE I was late that I was pregnant. Bizarre.)
February: T'other half just did a picture on b3ta to which the punchline was "THERE IS NO DAY NURSE ONLY ZUUL" It was called "Sigourney Weaver: Trainee Chemist"
And fuck you, but that STILL makes me laugh OUT LOUD right now, 11 months later.
March: There's actually not that long to go! YAY!!
Little did I know how much I'd hate S3 of Who. *sigh*
April: Oh, man, I'm not a hateful person, but really. I had this thing two weeks ago where I thought 'Ah, Rose wasn't so bad, really.' Having watched The Shakespeare Code, I'd happily slice her face off with a rusty breadknife.
Well, see, NOW I'm getting an inkling of what's to come...
May: I haven't really posted much of anything about S3 of Who, I admit, which is mainly because I've been pretty unimpressed so far. I was going to say something last week about the Human Dalek, but let's face it, it really wasn't even worth the fucking effort of me typing. I mean, really. Just... no.
Yep... there it is, the h8.
June: Oh my fucking God, that was a bit good. Especially that bit with the coat, yah?
Apart from Utopia, I liked Utopia.
July: I don't think almost three is too young to be watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Well it isn't, goddammit.
August: On I go... the shipping forecast, prediction number:
3 - IANTHA! I may have changed the ship name, but the prediction still stands.
And it STILL DOES. I think at some point in time Ianto will do Martha.
September: The adverts are mind boggling, but the recent
Hey there Barbie girl, do you dream of being a PONYGIRL?
one never fails to bring a smile to my face.
FUCKING DISGUSTING, is what that is.
October: Well, she slept, so that's something. And I only cried and felt sorry for myself for about an hour, so that's an improvement.
Oh, postpartum somethingorother, how you do make me laugh.
November: I'm totally getting into Californication.
This was before everything on the telly that was on after 10 o'clock made me fall fast asleep. Babies, guh!
December: CHECK OUT OUR COATS, D0000DZ!! We're hardcore.
Hey, I have to get excited about something. It may as well be teh 'wood.
THATWASMYYEARTHATWAS
January: OK, so putting the button-nosed, pretty- mouthed, welsh-voweled eye candy to one side for a moment, I enjoyed the Sarah Jane Adventures slightly more than the average episode of Torchwood.
Trust me, this was probably the one and only time I put the button-nosed, pretty-mouthed, welsh-voweled eye candy to one side. I found out I was pregnant about two weeks later, and blamed it on said eye candy and his waistcoat. (Yes I knew THAT QUICKLY that I was pregnant. I knew BEFORE I was late that I was pregnant. Bizarre.)
February: T'other half just did a picture on b3ta to which the punchline was "THERE IS NO DAY NURSE ONLY ZUUL" It was called "Sigourney Weaver: Trainee Chemist"
And fuck you, but that STILL makes me laugh OUT LOUD right now, 11 months later.
March: There's actually not that long to go! YAY!!
Little did I know how much I'd hate S3 of Who. *sigh*
April: Oh, man, I'm not a hateful person, but really. I had this thing two weeks ago where I thought 'Ah, Rose wasn't so bad, really.' Having watched The Shakespeare Code, I'd happily slice her face off with a rusty breadknife.
Well, see, NOW I'm getting an inkling of what's to come...
May: I haven't really posted much of anything about S3 of Who, I admit, which is mainly because I've been pretty unimpressed so far. I was going to say something last week about the Human Dalek, but let's face it, it really wasn't even worth the fucking effort of me typing. I mean, really. Just... no.
Yep... there it is, the h8.
June: Oh my fucking God, that was a bit good. Especially that bit with the coat, yah?
Apart from Utopia, I liked Utopia.
July: I don't think almost three is too young to be watching The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Well it isn't, goddammit.
August: On I go... the shipping forecast, prediction number:
3 - IANTHA! I may have changed the ship name, but the prediction still stands.
And it STILL DOES. I think at some point in time Ianto will do Martha.
September: The adverts are mind boggling, but the recent
Hey there Barbie girl, do you dream of being a PONYGIRL?
one never fails to bring a smile to my face.
FUCKING DISGUSTING, is what that is.
October: Well, she slept, so that's something. And I only cried and felt sorry for myself for about an hour, so that's an improvement.
Oh, postpartum somethingorother, how you do make me laugh.
November: I'm totally getting into Californication.
This was before everything on the telly that was on after 10 o'clock made me fall fast asleep. Babies, guh!
December: CHECK OUT OUR COATS, D0000DZ!! We're hardcore.
Hey, I have to get excited about something. It may as well be teh 'wood.
THATWASMYYEARTHATWAS