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12 July 2007 @ 07:58 pm
I needed something to do to distract me, so I filled out my profile in the same sort of way as everyone else has been doing. Name, age, birthday. You know, because you've done it. Perhaps I will get started on fleshing out the look of this journal, too.
Something happened, and suddenly my workplace seems empty. It is loud, but not in a kindly, jovial way, or a calming, authoritative way.
Hang on a moment, business calls.

I boiled the water for too many coffees.
Current Mood: apprehensive
09 July 2007 @ 09:44 pm
The three in my screen-name. I already regret putting it there.
It looks disorganised, tagged on the end of an otherwise perfect representation of Ianto Jones. What does it signify? The third in a line of special blends? The third most special? It will not do.
I will definately talk to Tosh about this.
Current Mood: Aggrivated.
I believe that LiveJournal should rethink their security measures.
In order to create this account I was required to prove that I was human by typing in a short list of numbers and letters. It is probably an indication of the hours I have been working recently that my first thought was that Torchwood had infiltrated another aspect of mainstream media. I began trying to remember articles I might have read on human psychology as it relates to random strings and the relevance of the code that I was presented with, and do you know what I found out?
I spend too much time at work. Even when I'm not at work, I'm working for Torchwood.