Brigi

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I don't think I have any friends who haven't seen it by now, but I put it behind a cut just to be safe.

My left ring-finger is twice its normal size. I can't say it's comfortable. I don't think it's broken but it doesn't look good. I won't play any ball games where the ball is bigger than a tennisball ever again. Handballs are cruel.

Tonight is DW night! Squee! After all the Torchwood crying it will be refreshing. By the way, I know Doctor Who is a family show, but COME ON, squeaking potato-babies are the aliens of the week? They're really cute, I laughed so hard when I first seen them in the excerpt on the BBC-site, but it's just ridiculous. XD

Now I'll go and watch some TW-goodness: Declassified and the Making of. Uhm, I'm not so sure I can call it goodness this week. But I can't call anything badness that has John Barrowman in it. Now, that's a big dilemma.