Dear beloved Lonely Lounge,  (yeah really) Please don't use this journal for the recaps any more. I think it's time I was moving on after SUCH a quiet spell.
Any remaining friends from the game: DO feel quite free to comment in this LJ. Could do with the laugh.

Love and kisses,
Brendan.
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Brendan and/or his mun may be contacted here.

Mind your ankles.

Stolen from secretsmirk 

The following questionnaire is based on research and experiences of socialised psychopaths. For each trait, decide if it applies to the person you suspect may be a socialised psychopath, fully (2 points), partially (1 point) or not at all (0 points).( Had to get a 'friend' to help me out here... )

I score 32. Go me.

Current Mood: couldn't give a shit

*Arrives back in otterhole with three pairs of lace panties, a corset, and a jar of mustard*

*Is all for encouraging Timelords to discover their inner selves... snerk*

*Wraps it all up neatly ties in a big red bow*

Current Mood: chipper

He's not evil any more... WHERE THE FUCK HAS THE OTHER ONE GONE????

*Calms down*

*Will find him*

Anyway "He's" taken to writing novels...*facepaw*   ..and my helpful suggestions on getting around his reluctance to say even the word *breasts* have fallen on stony ground...maybe someone else will sort him out.

Possibly Reinette.... she's a bit of a goer.

*downloads latest photos, including some schematics of the house..and the Tardis for good measure*

*investigates dw_slash community*

*Polishes laser*

Current Mood: aggravated

The Timelord is evil! the Timelord is evil! tra la lala

*is dancing round otter hole waving my gun*

sigh. 
yes my actual gun

its an otter sized walther ppk

nothing but the best for us Scots

*curls up happily and has dreams of double-oh-brendan*

Current Mood: ecstatic

The boss is in a cell in Torchwood

not that a small thing like that will stop him.

Idiots.


*Am quite pleased with myself for finding the time displaced otterhole, and can easily nip to and fro from here to Victorian England*

Good old Cardiff rift.

*Starts up PC and looks at recently acquired photos of the Doctor*

*Jerks off*

Current Mood: devious

*arranging a few hunting knives neatly on the shelf*

* and polishing my laser. ..  that's not a euphemism for jerking off....I MEAN it*

*digs around for porn*