| Diary Entry |
[Mar. 21st, 2007|11:17 am] |
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I believe I wish to have an affair. But how on earth does one go about doing such a thing? |
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| Alone at last |
[Dec. 12th, 2006|10:03 am] |
*laughing herself silly*
The lobster quadrille!
*slapping the bathwater with her palms*
*thinks of Ianto doing the soft shoe shuffle and breaks up again*
*thinks of herself doing the soft shoe shuffle and practically drowns laughing* |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 11th, 2006|09:21 am] |
Otter, my sweet. First I am going to have a bath, and then we must talk. Would you please wait in the drawing room? The Ood, whom I see have relinquished their loyalty to Satan, will bring you anything you require. |
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| Exploring the jungle |
[Nov. 20th, 2006|10:19 am] |
Have you noticed that the sun - that small, red sun - never seems to move in the sky? It is eerie.
The air smells like a perfume shop.
Let us spread out, but stay within shouting distance of one another. |
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| Expedition |
[Nov. 19th, 2006|12:05 pm] |
Very well - I suggest the following:
Reinette stays here to look after the babies.
Lynda, Mr Jones, Dr Harper, the Doctor, and myself set off to explore the jungle, starting by examining the area closest to the house, then returning here.
I have a rifle for myself, but I fear I can supply no other weapons.
How does this plan strike you all? |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 18th, 2006|08:14 am] |
Oh my goodness! What was that! It felt like a hurricane struck the house! |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 13th, 2006|02:17 pm] |
My thesis on higher mathematics nears completion.
While I have been burning the midnight oil, much of the usual nonsense has been going on about the house and grounds. For the most part I have tried to let things take their own course. I find as I grow older, my urge to meddle declines.
However, young Jimmy has asked me to encourage the Doctor to join an adventuring party bound for the villainous Circus. I think the outing could only do him, the Doctor, good. (Besides, he ought to be there if only to protect his junior twin.) |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 14th, 2006|03:10 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
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| [ | music |
| | Scotland the Brave | ] |
*wakened by the sound of bagpipes*
What in -? |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 10th, 2006|12:15 pm] |
I think perhaps that everyone who is able should join me here in the kitchen for a discussion of what we know and what action we can take. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 25th, 2006|06:58 pm] |
My reputation, barely recovered from the shame of bearing a child out of wedlock, is in tatters once more. The truth is, I ought to blame myself and no other. I turned a willing blind eye to Captain Harkness' libertine behaviour for the sake of our alliance.
Doctor Joyce and I have had a long talk. He knows most of what's happened here since his itinerant shon, I mean son, has returned. He was saddeningly tight-lipped about his own life since we parted. Perhaps it is the tragic loss of his home that keeps him from saying overmuch. |
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| If I might have your attention for a moment |
[Aug. 17th, 2006|03:09 pm] |
As much as I have greatly enjoyed having so much company, I can detain you all no longer. Would those of you with homes to go to please go to them. Sooner rather than later. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 17th, 2006|11:48 am] |
Well, Doctor, what do you have to tell me? |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 12th, 2006|10:28 am] |
Doctor, you and I must talk privately. |
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| The Drawing Room |
[Aug. 11th, 2006|11:18 pm] |
Please help yourselves to refreshments while we await the happy event.
ETA: There is also a small bowl of prophylactics, for the prevention of venereal disease. Please take as many as you feel you require. |
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| Note in elegant handwriting |
[Aug. 4th, 2006|05:37 pm] |
[Written in Classical Greek] Some think me clever and hate me, others say I am too reserved, and some the very reverse; others find me hard to please and not so very clever after all.
I have failed my child in every possible way. I permitted his father to leave, when I should have used every device to make him stay. I allowed his natural solitariness to grow into an entire childhood of isolation. I allowed such a confused and miserable creature to come into existence in the first place, neither fish nor flesh nor good red herring. My efforts to protect those around him from his monstrous nature, my final effort to make right his state of perpetual exile, have earned me only hatred, and rightly so. It is better for both of us that he never see me again. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|09:57 pm] |
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COME AND HAVE A GO IF YOU THINK YOU'RE HARD ENOUGH! |
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| Natural history notebook, subject: P |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|03:48 pm] |
Synthesised a new batch of the neuropeptide. Have given it to P.
May God have mercy on both of us.
*drinks self into stupor* |
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