{ he wrote my name in silver sands. }
Nov. 16th, 2009 09:51 pmSo, today was actually pretty good and yet I feel like a jam jar stuck in a microwave. Which is to say, awkward and not so great.
And then I downloaded Texas' Greatest Hits and I don't know. Like. OKAY. I have the coping mechanisms of a sixteen year old. But it's worth it, maybe. I haven't listened to this music in years. I can't believe I FORGOT this music! GUYS! IT'S A CRIME.
(Alan Rickman was in the video for In Demand. THEY TANGO IN A PETROL STATION. It's awesome.)
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I wish Carol and Tony bumped into each other years later in, like, London or something, and it was like they'd never parted. Except this time one or other of them actually acted on impulse like the adults they should probably be already. I don't know; I haven't thought about Wire in the Blood in months. SOMEONE WRITE THIS FOR ME.
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Alternatively: write me that fic where Ros and Jo are ~fugitives~ and on the run from the law. FUCK YEAH. Why didn't I Yuletide this? It needs to happen.
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Date: 2009-11-17 05:39 am (UTC)Also, Ros and Jo on the run? FTW.