*sniffles*

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???? I honestly have done nothing today exapt weep, weep and weep. Reading about someone dying: crying. Thinking about the work amount I have for the summer: crying again. Thinking about something inane like someone kicking puppies: here comes the water works! Hearing the neighbour's baby cry: me, too. I really wish this would end. My hormones are all over the place and I don't want them to be. They have no real reason to be there!!! Someone end this!

Bloody hell!

I just realised that there were FIVE people by the name of Jack Harkness wandering (well, slightly worng word choice, but you know what I mean) in the 1941!!! FIVE!!! The original Captain Jack Harkness, the one meeting the Doctor and Rose, the one waiting for the Doctor in vain, the one under ground and the one with Toshiko!

So all these Jack's out there. Oh yeah! Let's party like there's no tomorrow. RTD, what were you thinking?

( Pictorial evidence here )

I wonder if JB was slightly confused when considering in how many places he was at the same time. And how come this was not the cause of a HUGE paradox? And I definitely want to remember this when watching the Captain Jack Harkness episode again...