A Week in the Life of the Doctor's Hand

[kalleah]

This is entirely nonelvis' fault.  Very brief crack!fic.

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Monday.
Damn pterodactyl chewed on my lid again today. If there were two of me I'd strangle it.

Tuesday.
Owen changed my solution. About damn time. It was getting cloudy. Wanker.

Wednesday.
Gwen didn't even notice when I gave her the finger. If I can get to some scissors, I'm trimming her fringe.

Thursday.
If Tosh makes another one of her "Thank you, Thing" jokes, I am going to poke her eyes out.

Friday.
My wrist itches and there's not a damn thing in the world I can do about it.

Saturday.
Is anyone going to tell Ianto that there's no point in trying to scrub mold off the walls here? And I do not need a coaster under my jar.

Sunday.
Don't ask where Jack made me put my thumb.