Let's go for the Ninth Doctor look, he heard.
*headdesk* I'm glad I didn't ask for a close cut, or he'd have performed brain surgery.
MISC: Tentative date for the breakfast with FluxIt's customers is mid-May. PROJECT BLANCHARD: Packed up the Datasthesia site, and I won't be…
I think it was the combination of the slant of light (harsh, noon-ish), the neighborhood (commercial, very busy, not really prosperous), and the…
Specifically, that part when you start looking for old TNG fanfic, blink, and suddenly it's six hours later. *facepalm* In other wild days of youth…