likesthecoat (
likesthecoat) wrote2008-02-19 07:40 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
(no subject)

Well. We've had an interesting night. And day. And night.
An old friend of Jack's showed up and proceeded to use our resources with nary a thanks. He's on his way again, thankfully, but not without leaving his mark. (I've yet to be impressed by anybody who claims to be an evil genius. There's always a soft white underbelly. Always.)
Also. I don't mind being called "secretary." I don't mind being called "office boy." I don't even mind being called "tea boy."
But "eye candy"?
Don't call me "eye candy."
(Plus side: we got facials and massages out of it. Jack's a demanding boss, but there are compensations.)
[ooc: Had to play with this from the BBCA Captain's Blog. Hope that's cool with y'all.]
no subject
**laughs** Oh, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. ~_^
no subject
To be honest, I think I could use some advertising. "Single, unchoosey midtwenties male in need of kissing." Think that would get me some dates?
no subject
Hm... I think it would, but probably not the sort of people you'd really want to spend any amount of time around, I'm afraid. Maybe you need a PR person - someone to laud your virtues to the masses...
no subject
Probably not, no. A PR person sounds good--someone to look at me objectively.
no subject
**grins** You want to be objectified? ~_^ Teasing aside, from the times we've spoken, I think you're a good person, Ianto. And you have a lot to offer someone. I mean, you're beyond brilliant, you have a fantastic sense of humour, you're attractive, well spoken...I'd say you're kind hearted, efficient...
no subject
I've been feeling a bit . . . I hate to say fragile, but fragile's a good word for it, since Lorne and I ended things. A bit like a bastard and a bit like I didn't deserve what I had. I'm actually not in any rush to start dating again: it makes things far too complicated, and my life is complicated enough.
no subject
no subject
I needed a break from things. We all tend to be so tightly knit here--and look at all the love affairs that have sprung up--and I didn't want anybody to feel they had to take sides.
I . . . realized something. You see, the thing about Torchwood employees is, they tend to die young. Very few people retire from Torchwood. And after all the hoping and planning to join Lorne at his assignment, when I was turned away I just . . . I tried to hold on. I honestly did. But it just got more and more apparent to me that now was all we had and to hope for a day that would never come . . . I couldn't do that to either of us.
And the fact is I'm not very good at long distance. I like having a lover I can talk to and touch. Not just like it--need it. This job is hard enough without some kind of human contact to keep us grounded--which is why I'm glad Owen found the two of you--and I was feeling like I had all the commitments of a relationship with none of the benefits.
And I'm ashamed of this. I should be stronger. I should be more loving. I should be better, but I'm not. I'd rather have a body in my bed than a promise.
We should meet for drinks sometime. It'll be good to see you more often.
no subject
no subject
I don't think I could stay away for long, even if I wanted to.
I suppose I am tactile. I love fine fabrics and the covers of old books and the mouth feel of food . . . and cuddling. Yes. I like cuddling a lot.
Thank you. Thank you for saying that. I think I've been needing someone to tell me it wasn't just selfishness.
Lorne's coming tomorrow for a few days. I'm not quite sure what I want us to do, really. I just . . . I think I just want to say goodbye.
no subject
no subject
Thank you. I mean it.
I will.