I have only myself to blame
Oct. 20th, 2007 09:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windemereThe problem with being a historian is the overwhelming desire to research the answer to death. For me, this doesn't just pertain to history, it pertains to everything.
Case in point.
I got hooked on Torchwood (shut up) and then, because I hate myself, I tried to sit down and figure out Jack's timeline. The problem with this is simple. TIME TRAVEL FUCKS EVERYTHING UP. There is no actual way to get an end and a beginning because the thing kind of just, runs in circles and is driving me nuts. And 1941 was a REALLY BAD YEAR because about 4 bloody things happened in January and NONE OF THEM ADD UP.
I'm going to go kill myself and there perhaps remember that I have TWO ESSAYS I should be devoting my time and effort to.
Case in point.
I got hooked on Torchwood (shut up) and then, because I hate myself, I tried to sit down and figure out Jack's timeline. The problem with this is simple. TIME TRAVEL FUCKS EVERYTHING UP. There is no actual way to get an end and a beginning because the thing kind of just, runs in circles and is driving me nuts. And 1941 was a REALLY BAD YEAR because about 4 bloody things happened in January and NONE OF THEM ADD UP.
I'm going to go kill myself and there perhaps remember that I have TWO ESSAYS I should be devoting my time and effort to.
