ever so slightly ominously

Dammit. I was doing so well.

halfway through the year, and I haven't been obsessing about anything for ages. Except, now there's that weird tickle in my brain where the end of Who kinda won't go away.  

Amusing as my little obsessions are, they're dangerously timeconsuming, and not at all what you would call productive, and I have so many other things to doooooo...

Which is why I'm still sitting at work at nearly 7pm, still posting about it. Gah. Maybe I should just go home now...