This is probably my third "I'm not dead" post.

[runsinthegenes]

There. I posted something. I'm not dead. Happy?

lolololol...no, really. I need a tag for this shit.

I know this sounds bitchy, but I assure you, this is all sarcasm.

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[control_paradox]

HOLD ON TO THAT FEELIN'~

Martha Jones is on Torchwood. She got grabbed in the face by a disembodied hand! Russel T. Davies seems to like that trope. Actually, there should be a trope for that. They can call it FACEGROPE or something.

Man, I'm drunk.

[runsinthegenes]

I'm almost afraid to ask about your weekend now.

[control_paradox]

My weekend was fucking awesome. Any more fun, and I'd be like the Doctor and/or Rose at the end of Doomsday.

(Also, for some reason, I never get email notifications when you reply to my comments in this journal. Very odd.)

[drowninginlethe]

YOU ARE NOT DEAD! :D

I know this, because we converse somewhat frequently, but I'm glad you're not really LJ-dead.

I've just revived myself by posting a comment.

Huzzah!

I don't want to go on the cart...

[runsinthegenes]

I'm not dead! I feel fine...I think I'll go for a walk.

"When's your next round?" "Thursday." "Thursday? Aw, do us a favor, then." (end gratuitous Monty Python reference)

Your turn to post something!