Owen Harper

Alive

2008-05-15T00:06:02Z

Well...there is no telling what happened to me. So don't ask me what happened. I can't tell you. I don't even remember what happened. Right now, I am still in shock.

I need to see someone. Anyone.

Plus I have this weird....community...that I am on.

It's intriguing. I didn't know that there was that much worlds out there. I am constantly learning. I'll take that as a good thing.

Work, work, work

2008-03-08T21:26:26Z

Who knows the type of work we do? Just some of the more important people of the government. Well--whoever they recruit and who recruits us.

I just have to say that it was Jack that recruited me. Actually, he recruits everyone. I know that I was being depressed about everything. That whole dead man walking thing. :)

Anywayz, i've gotten over it. You might now know that Gwen is getting married. Or did get married. *g* Pretty good wedding if you like aliens trying to tear your stomach out, because it wants her kids. Scary. I would stay with human. Who would put up with that...besides other aliens?

Just a bit of humor there. I've got it back! Well--whatever is left. Ianto is being...overly nice to me lately. He tells me its his upbringing. Thank God, Jack asked that question. I would be puzzled from here to eternity. If I got eternity. Best not think about it now. Better deal with it when it comes, because life is now. Not then, nor in the future. It's here. It's now.

That is all. <-- I like that bit.

AHEM

2008-02-23T22:22:54Z

OOC: Updating due to the fact that I've seen most of the Second Season Episodes.

Did I know what was going to happen once the lovely Martha Jones decided that she was going to do the autopsy herself at Torchwood? That she had to undermine my authority and be pleasant about it? I hardly think so.

Of course, I tried my best. I am dead. Or I wish I was dead. I can't have both things at once. Now I have just have to see where all this takes me. I defeated Death, what else is there?

I hate titles!

2008-01-30T01:08:21Z

CRAP! I accidently pushed the damn back button. I mean, really? How much effort does it take to control the steps and typing of a computer!?? At least, I am not the computer whiz in this department. Now I officially forgot what I was writing previously before the Back button incident.

Now my thoughts are all rambled and incoherent. All in a days work...well, i fucntion better with sex.

All right, this has gotten way out of hand now. So shutting up and saying Good-bye!

Months if Not Years

2007-12-23T00:44:07Z

After all this time there is still bloody Christmas. Christmas doens't really seem important. It just seems like a Holiday that the Government made up for more money. Of course, that's all it ever is. MONEY. I couldn't blame them. Money is apparantly everything. What would they do if they knew that there were Aliens running about Londong. Of course, only the few privelaged knew about it.

This is just one entry to show that it is almost Christmas. I hope it is better than last years.