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WE RE BACK IT S SAD BUT TRUE IT S OVER AZDJAZDZAFMKFEGHEAFKF.
That was my cry of emo pain, don't mind me.
So I'm writing this while![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
angeliksmall is next to me, sprawled all over my bed (nothing kinky, nuhu) and (sorry in advance for the crossposting) we've decided to write this post together (NOT to watch me write it for the both of us *glares*)
Cookie : sprawling is what I do best.
Sorry about that.
One thing annoying about London first : there's so much french shops and french people everywhere that we were sick of France by the end. LOL.
So what could we say ? We're back from heaven and the landing was pretty rough. We had the unbelievable chance to see John at the end of friday night's performance (we did everything backwards since we saw the actual play yesterday) and I was litteraly petrified and unprepared so thank god for Cookie who reminded me to give my program for him to sign instead of staying still with my mouth hanging open. He looked at me with a smile and a "cheers" (that I didn't even hear at the time) to us. It took me the whole night to recover. He looked stunning (and very tired), younger in a boyish way, very kind with us (even tired) and so very slim (which suits him nicely <3).
Cookie : It was surreal to meetGod him. We waited hours in the pub across the street beforehand for the play to end. jedicathy even filmed us when we were at our worst squeeing state (she'll post them probably in her lj later). We looked drunk but weren't (rosen : yet), at least on alchohol.
When John gave me back my pen he touched my hand and I about died on the spot. His hand was very soft and warm, especialy after having waited half an hour in the cold . I took one pic of him with Rosen's camera *when* she actually reacted enough to give it to me LOLZ (rosen : hey ! I didn't want to disturb him alright ?). In fact, I should have taken mine out but wasn't thinking straight at the time as well o_O
Rosen : Elling, the next day was fucking fantastic. John is not once recognisable during the play and it's a shock when he becomes himself again at the end to salute the public. He changes everything from his voice to his gestures and Elling becomes so alive that you only see the character in front of you. We discovered that he can handle a comedic role amazingly well ! He was hilarious and what little comedy we saw in Doctor Who was amplified by 1000 here. Adrian Bower was also fab and Frank the social worker quite hot *__*
The play was really great and lifted our spirits by the end of it (whee).
Anyway, what we really felt is almost impossible to transcribe in words.
We also did a little bit of shopping but I guess we'll leave it there for a picspam now *aren't lazy at all*.
That was my cry of emo pain, don't mind me.
So I'm writing this while
angeliksmall is next to me, sprawled all over my bed (nothing kinky, nuhu) and (sorry in advance for the crossposting) we've decided to write this post together (NOT to watch me write it for the both of us *glares*)Cookie : sprawling is what I do best.
Sorry about that.
One thing annoying about London first : there's so much french shops and french people everywhere that we were sick of France by the end. LOL.
So what could we say ? We're back from heaven and the landing was pretty rough. We had the unbelievable chance to see John at the end of friday night's performance (we did everything backwards since we saw the actual play yesterday) and I was litteraly petrified and unprepared so thank god for Cookie who reminded me to give my program for him to sign instead of staying still with my mouth hanging open. He looked at me with a smile and a "cheers" (that I didn't even hear at the time) to us. It took me the whole night to recover. He looked stunning (and very tired), younger in a boyish way, very kind with us (even tired) and so very slim (which suits him nicely <3).
Cookie : It was surreal to meet
jedicathy even filmed us when we were at our worst squeeing state (she'll post them probably in her lj later). We looked drunk but weren't (rosen : yet), at least on alchohol.When John gave me back my pen he touched my hand and I about died on the spot. His hand was very soft and warm, especialy after having waited half an hour in the cold . I took one pic of him with Rosen's camera *when* she actually reacted enough to give it to me LOLZ (rosen : hey ! I didn't want to disturb him alright ?). In fact, I should have taken mine out but wasn't thinking straight at the time as well o_O
Rosen : Elling, the next day was fucking fantastic. John is not once recognisable during the play and it's a shock when he becomes himself again at the end to salute the public. He changes everything from his voice to his gestures and Elling becomes so alive that you only see the character in front of you. We discovered that he can handle a comedic role amazingly well ! He was hilarious and what little comedy we saw in Doctor Who was amplified by 1000 here. Adrian Bower was also fab and Frank the social worker quite hot *__*
The play was really great and lifted our spirits by the end of it (whee).
Anyway, what we really felt is almost impossible to transcribe in words.
We also did a little bit of shopping but I guess we'll leave it there for a picspam now *aren't lazy at all*.
( London Calling )
In conclusion, WE'VE MET THIS MAN. OUR LIVES ARE SEMI COMPLETE.
(See you next year, Tennant.)
(See you next year, Tennant.)
