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[karenor.livejournal.com]

I fucking miss you and our late night perving. Even if I have been feeling kinda off the Tennant lately...

[requialexa.livejournal.com]

I know. I miss the perving. And yet, yeah. I think we're detaching. Maybe? Or just need a break from all the *intensity* that was the last *year* of waiting and anticipating.

To think, last night I finally had me a Tennant dream...I know this...and yet I forgot it! I know he was playing 2 roles in my dream --one as my teacher (whoa!) and the other as a love interest? But now it's gone, daddy, gone.
How sad is that?!
Nice thing is though, I can't look at your icon above without smiling back at it and probably blushing just a bit, too.
I miss you too :(
<3

[karenor.livejournal.com]

I think we're detaching. Maybe? Or just need a break from all the *intensity* that was the last *year* of waiting and anticipating.

I dunno. For me, I think it has something to do with seeing him... in person... as a person. Even though nothing changed intellectually. And there were only a few precious moments I saw him out of character and being himself, and those were from far away. It's still... i dunno. You know how I sorta plot/write fic in my head before I go to sleep? I couldn't do that in Stratford. It felt wrong. Being in the same town, having just seen him... I mean, not as wrong as RPF or anything. And I have got back into it now. Ish. (i tried writing a little on that super-pervy thing we were doing) And I have some new ideas for other things....

He's still very much in my dreams, almost every time I sleep. Today's dream was this really effed up version of Hamlet. With these chicks talking throughout the play. And when I asked them to be quiet, they were like, "we're not used to things like this" and kept talking. There was a chant for DT before the performance, that I cringed at. There was some conference to abolish Americans from going to the plays. DT tripped and stumbled running on to stage one time and he tried to continue but he'd received a really bad sprain. The whole theatre sorta flooded around the stage to see if he was okay. I bought some merchandise, but turned out it was a romeo and juliet calendar. I wanted to return it after the show, but the shop was full and we were leaving town.

Yeah, that was a pretty fucked up dream.

, I can't look at your icon above without smiling back at it and probably blushing just a bit, too.

It pretty much is the best smirk ever. I don't even really like the coloring of that icon, but I'm too lazy to remake it, and it's a great face.