So I'll Be Back For Good Someday...

I'm still stuck on where to start my life come fall (or summer as the case may be).

New York City? I've got my best friend there and we could get an apartment together, start pounding 42nd street to be in a show.

London? Doing Shakespeare at the Globe, have the chance to play Maureen on the West End since Rent is closing on Broadway.

Cardiff? A city about the same size as Tampa, with Torchwood and Doctor Who filmed in the City Centre, where I could watch my heroes from afar, maybe even have a role.

Perry? Go do the small town thing in Georgia, not too far from home, but a completely different state.

Tampa? Stay at home, get a B.A., fight like hell to get equal rights in such a red state.

Nashville? Go back to my childhood dream of trying to be a country singer, in Music City.

Show-Off

I have never had a better night than tonight. We were in "THE ZONE" (there is a very palpable zone, my friend, and we were in it).

Our show kicked seven different kinds of ass. We were amazing, awesome in every sense of the word. I loved each and every second, even prying little Charlie off Craig and mopping up spilt water. It was the best night of my life and I wish I could have bottled that feeling for times when my life seems so low.

Ten Days. Three Days Over a Week...

...For those of us who didn't graduate from the Dominic Coopper School of Mathemathics. (Love you anyway, Dominic!)

Tonight at 9 p.m. in Britian, Torchwood Series 2 returns! I have to wait another ten days, damn American delay.

So, no spoilers. Tell me nothing at all. I know some spoilers, but I have to stay away from Livejournal (which I live in) until the 27th. DEATH! *falls over* So impatient...

But I will have my saintly reward. Jack and Ianto are going to have a relationship. A real, CANON relationship. A relationship with context, not just subtext. Where they will kiss each other and touch each other and flirt and possibly (if Gareth is to be believed and I say he is), even even undress each other. Gareth says there's skin, John has a partial nudity scene, I'm hoping these things coincide with the Jack/Ianto relationship. Also, I want to see their proper date. Not hear about it. See it. I want to see how they would react around that sort of thing with each other. They're already lovers (Stopwatch and End of Days kiss prove it), but I want to see their more tender moments.

Hear no spoilers, see no spoilers, watch no spoilers: my mantra

I Was Born to be Bad

I'm 19, but I'm old for my age!

19. This is the year everything changes (and you've got to be ready). 19 is how old Mimi Marquez was when she met the (canon) love of her life, how old Rose Tyler was when she went traveling with the Doctor.

It's the age I'll be when I move to a new state, maybe even a new country. Something's coming, something good.

I Am Made of AWESOME!

Holy fuck, ladies and gentlemen and undecided:

I WON NANO!!! For the first time ever, I wrote 50,000 words in thirty...actually twenty seven days. *does happy dance* I don't even know what to do with myself now! I feel light as an angel, I feel giddy as a schoolgirl! *dances in joy* I really fucking DID IT! And there's still so many stories, so mnay ideas...I'll have to save them for next year!

I'm off to tell everyone I know!

Geeky and Childish? That's Me!

I just spent the better part of an hour teaching my little cousin Jordan about the joys and wonders of Doctor Who. We kicked Dalek butt (but they kept returning, oh noes!), we were saved by Captain Jack Harkness (who stood by smiling and laughing at me being bossed around by a four year old), we met up with the Doctor and the TARDIS (she then preceded, much to the Doctor's horror, to insist we put him in a carseat and buckle him in tightly so he couldn't leave. He harumphed his way through this), then we went and grabbed Ianto Jones to join the adventure (to make it up to all of them, I convinced her to let me put Jack, the Doctor and Ianto all into one room...with a bed...and a drawer o' fun...she thought they were going to play...oh, they did).

We each had sonic screwdrivers (mine a classic blue, hers red) and she claimed the Master was after us...before I even mentioned the Master. There were carpet sharks as well, but after that it was all Doctor Who. I think we found Owen while looking for Ianto and tossed him out a window.

I have to get a sonic screwdriver for Christmas! I may have to ask Father Christmas (the Doctor).

I am Flabbergasted, and Not Just Because I've Always Wanted to Use That Word

I saw Chris Croteau. I am 99.9% certain that I just saw Chris Croteau in the USF bookstore. I couldn't say hello, I don't think I would have been able to speak at all. He was... wow, I used to have such a thing for him. Now he's tall (taller, I suppose, he was always tall) and his voice is so much deeper. Granted the last time I saw him was 8th grade graduation, so he's done some growing up in the interim. But I was floored. I never, ever expected to see him again. And if I did, I was going to say all manner of charming and witty things...or at least something!