mrv3000 | Turn Down Your Lights (Where Applicable)

Can someone give me a back/neck rub? That'd be SUPER.
I'm going to be an aunt soon. (As in blood relation instead of my friends' kids.) The due date is July 22, but we all know how that goes. I've yet to get them a present, but they've refused to find out the sex of the baby ahead of time. Fair's fair.
Torchwood fandom is scaring me. Flames and threats sent to the writer because what happened in COE? I guess to me there's always that line between fandom and TPTB (writers/actors/directors). Write fic, cry to fellow fans, and be depressed for months after Doomsday? Been there, done that. Fist-shake at RTD and rant at him in my journal? Did that too. But sending actual hate mail to the man? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. NONONONONONONO. NEVER EVER.

I'm actually really worried about ComicCon that's happening in, what, a couple of weeks? I could see Doctor Who and Torchwood panels being hijacked by a vengeful minority. (And I don't even want to think about if some truly unbalanced nutjob turns up.)

I don't blame people for being upset at COE. If you've been around me for any length of time, you'll know the meltdown I had after Doomsday. It actually hurt to go through that. I imagine there are some going through that with Torchwood right now. It's just when it crosses that line that it gets scary.

(Oh, and I'm not even going to touch the whole "what happened in Torchwood is Rose's fault" thing, because that's crazytalk.)
Back rub? No?