*evil laugh*

I changed the noise that plays when I turn on my laptop; you know how when your computer turns on, it'll give a little introductory jingle or beep?

My laptop now yells, courtesy of Gene Hunt:

"Don't move! You're surrounded by armed bastards!"

If anybody ever nicks my laptop, they're in for a big surprise.

I'm very sleepy at the moment, so I'm not the best critic of this piece.  I've been listening to The Ballroom Blitz to keep me awake.  I'm having one of those days where I've declared war on tenses.  It seems to flow nicely to my sleep addled brain, but that might be like a meth addict saying something sounds like a jolly reasonable idea.  Ok, not quite.  I think it works, let's just say that.

It's my first crack at a Life On Mars piece.  Sam/Annie, because they're adorable.  I don't think Annie ever realized just how much Sam relied on her to keep him afloat.

I still have the last three episodes to watch!  It's always great to have something left!:)

 - As time passes, the relationship between Sam and Reality changes.

Sam Tyler spent more time than even the most troubled of philosophers contemplating Reality, due in large part to the fact that he so very often failed to see eye to eye with it.

( The Truth of Here. )

Life On Mars.

Love.

Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.

Sam/Annie.

Love.

Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.Love.

I know, I know.  That last thing I needed was another show and ship.  I'm such a fandom wench.  The characters are just so bloody good!  Gene Hunt!

The DVDs cost me $60, but bills are only as important as we make them.

Who's with me?