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1. The copy of Trying to Save Piggy Sneed that I ordered came in! (The joy of working at the library is processing my own Interlibrary loans.)

2. My mother-in-law called and left me a voice mail to let me know she’s ODing on Doctor Who, and it’s all my fault.

3.  I got enough sleep for the first time in what seems like forever, so I’m not a zombie tonight.

4.  The kiddo has to exercise every night as homework, so tonight we rode our bikes to the wooded lot in our neighborhood and went exploring.  It was fun—he told me about the weird creatures that live in there, and asked me about what I thought lived in there (I created an artists’ colony of monsters—they only want to make art and help people!  Well, I was amused by it).

5. Then we rode our bikes some more and he told me that of the deputy thing doesn’t work out, and if the Lego maker thing doesn’t work out, he thinks he wants to be a doctor.  A child psychiatrist.  Except when I actually defined the term, he said no, he wants to be a doctor who treats kids for, like, colds and stuff.

Yeah, he was confusing a child psychiatrist and a pediatrician.  There are times when I don’t really know what to do with this kid.  (Usually I hug him, but we were on bikes.)

(I’m actually going to be pretty surprised if he doesn’t become a writer of some kind, even if it’s just something he does for fun.)

6.  I’m now on the couch, alert (woo!), and the boy and Scott are doing bath time, which is amusing to listen to.

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I have written a very long thing, with lots of parentheses, called "I did not cry when the Doctor regenerated." And despite the lack of footnotes, I am too lazy to re-post it over here. So if you're interested in why I didn't cry when the Doctor regenerated, hop on over and check it out.
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I have a confession to make, y'all.

I read fan fiction. Glee fanfic, to be precise. I actually haven't read fanfic since Buffy, and I could sit here and analyze the hell out of why I feel that Glee lends itself better to fanfiction than Buffy did, and why I can't read Doctor Who fanfic at all, but that is not the post I want to make today. (Or, actually, wanted to make yesterday, but ran out of time to do.)

Okay. So. There I was, sometime in ... 2011? ... bumming around looking at Glee blogs, and I happened upon what was, quite possibly, the perfect storm of a story in terms of my television interests: a Lost/Glee crossover fanfic. I mean, Arnzt is Karofsky's dad, like, for real (they're the same actor)? That was good enough for me, y'all. Deal me in for the crack.

(I remember emailing [ profile] jkason about this, actually.)

It was really good. I mean, I expected it to be fun, but it was really, really good. Like, writing-wise, but also in all sorts of little details: the tone, the characters' voices, and the story.

Okay, so the basic premise: Sixteen years ago, the Frenchwoman had a boy, not a girl. So Ben Linus has a son named Blaine. And ten years ago, Ben took his son and left the Island; they've been running ever since. Until they came to Lima, Ohio.

We got to the end of Part 1 of the story, and the author went on hiatus to get ahead on writing Part 2 before starting to post it. Then stuff intervened, and I silently yearned to find out what the heck happened next ... but such are the vagaries of fanfic, right? And [ profile] lookninjas had plenty of back catalogue to read through, and wrote a lot of other stories that were also really good. It was cool.

Flash-forward (with attendant Lost sound effects) to earlier this year, and I'm scrolling through my Tumblr, and the author of the Lost/Glee crossover is thinking of writing the next chunk of it and needs beta readers, and are you kidding?!--I totally raised my (virtual) hand! So I have spent a good portion of the past few months beta-reading the second part of this thing, and Tuesday chapter 1 of Part 2 posted, and I am incredibly excited because I freaking love this story, all right?! And there are so many cool things coming up in it! Gah!

And I thought, well, there may be a few people on my LJ who might share my narrative kink for this sort of thing, whether it be odd crossovers or crossing over these two shows specifically. (It's set during season 2 of Glee, for those of you who gave up on the show anytime after that. If you gave up on Lost, I actually don't think you'll have too much trouble figuring things out--it's an alternate universe, and it's Lost, I mean, come on, you got used to not knowing exactly what the hell is going on by the end of the third episode.)

So here are the links: Because You Left, Part 1, the masterpost of all the chapters.

Because You Left, Part 2, Chapter 1.

So, yeah, go take a look at it, if you are so inclined.

(If you're wondering, Seldnei is me, and my Tumblr is all reblogging gif sets because I'm still not sure what I want to do over there. Really, I have an entire post's worth of thinking about my various social media sites and what the bloody hell I'm doing with them, and I ought to put that on my list of blog topics ...)
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So 2011 was the Year of Change, and 2012 was the year of What the Fuck?

So let's do a highlights reel:


1. I sold "The Drowned Man" to Beneath Ceaseless Skies!

2. I got a new job, which I like, working with a group of people that I like and who actually seem to get my geeky, sarcastic sense of humor. It's a steady paycheck, which is a good thing, too.

3. The Zweeble started kindergarten and has been doing really well. He doesn't seem bored, he likes his teacher, and we really like the school.

(side note: #s 2 and 3 were things I was really worried about before they happened, so there's an extra layer of good there.)

4. I got to see [ profile] doggiesushi this year! Yay!

5. Went to Disney with my parents, which was, on the whole, a good time. It's a bit of a learning curve, because there is so much there that they didn't have when I was a kid, and Z's interests are different from mine or Scott's, but we had a lot of fun. And people at EPCOT loved my "Keep Calm and Don't Blink" shirt--one girl asked if we could take a picture together; it was hilarious.

6. Got an iPhone, which ... well, the stuff it does well it does very, very well, and that's enough to make up for the stuff the Droid did better.

7. Holy cats, I'm really digging Glee this season. And the Doctor Who Christmas special. And the second season on Sherlock was made of cool. And, oh my god, The Avengers!!! Plus, did I start reading the Toby Daye books in 2012? Let's say I did, because they are really, really good and you should read them.

8. Spotify and I have begun a lovely relationship. Tumblr ... well, I have no bloody clue what the hell I'm doing with it, but my dashboard gave me a lot of stuff to think about this year, a lot of it interesting, and not all of it Glee or Who related. (In that regard it reminds me of when I first got on LJ, lo these many moons ago.) I wonder if there's an official Sherlock Tumblr?

9. Oh yeah, my mom got an iPhone, as well, and has entered into the exciting world of texting. This may be a blessing and a curse.

10. The Zweeble went to his first-ever play, starring the lovely and talented [ profile] jkason!

11. 21 years of the Scott and Laura Saga. Our relationship is now old enough to drink.

12. Four more short stories, and some odd stuff that might lead somewhere or might not, but what the hell, it's there.

13. My boys were, on the whole and as always, awesome and hilarious. As are my friends.

The Not-So-Hurrah

1. Well, my uncle died. It was not entirely surprising, considering his alcoholism, but it was a really fast decline before it happened and that sort of shocked me, and death is always a shock, whether or not you figured it was going to happen soon.

2. I got hit by a freaking truck! And I still can't quite decide if I like my new car or not.

3. You know, every year I wish I had my life more together than I do. Maybe this year I'll say to hell with that.

Looking Ahead

I have no idea. Seriously. It's going to be an interesting ride, though, because Scott graduates in May and then it's job hunting and paying back student loans. My mother-in-law retires this year, I think, so maybe we'll see the in-laws at some point. I want to see if we can go to Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween this year.

I have one more Corwyn story to write, and then I'm gonna embark on another novel.

So last year, I wrote:

I wish for us all some unexpected, but very welcome, stories; the chance to see old friends and meet new ones; good music, books, and TV; funny stories about small kids and/or pets; the pulling off of something cool; and the continuation of something wonderful and true.

I think I managed all that. I'll leave it for this year, too, I think. Happy New Year, y'all.
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1. The Z is feeling better, and I am, too. Physically, anyway. I'm currently in a sort of foggy, blah mental state--too much stress, living in limbo sucks (in some ways, I am right there with Blaine and Brittany, baby)--and none of my escapism is actually letting me escape! (see below)

I told Scott today that I'm ready for different stress. You can't have no stress, that's life, but I'd like it to be different than the stress of the past few years.

This weekend, I guess I'll be catching up on all the stuff that didn't get done because the boyo was sick. But I hope to have some time to relax. Anyone got a movie or a TV show I really should watch? I'm willing to take suggestions.

2. Glee

I'm really not sure the structure of this episode worked for me. That was a lot of music, and for an episode all about people breaking up, not a whole lot of dialogue.

Well, except for Rachel and Finn, but at this point they've broken up so much they should be able to do it in a montage. Seriously, I want to know more about Blaine's hookup; I don't need to hear "I'm a grown woman!"

Just for the record, I don't get too worked up over cheating in television--there are things that work in fiction that don't tend to work that way in the actual world (the redemption of Jack Devereaux on Days of Our Lives springs to mind, though just by using that example I've probably proven that I'm not actually in Glee's primary demographic), so I can accept them without too much fuss; cheating tends to be one of those things for me.* I'm very interested to see what exactly happened there (this wouldn't be the first time this show screwed around with what someone said vs. what actually happened), what's going to happen next, and, frankly, more of Darren Criss and Chris Colfer getting to act.

Seriously, guys, I'll watch Chris Colfer in anything, now--his face, y'all, I want them to put Kurt through the wringer just so I can watch Chris Colfer tell half of the story with his facial expressions. When can I see his damn movie, when?**

And Darren Criss is not quite as good, but he's getting better and better, I think.*** And I wish Naya Rivera had had more to do in this episode--you know, like speaking more dialogue. I do like the music on Glee, I like a lot of the musical numbers generally, but for the love of god, people. Emma and Will's bit was the dippiest piece of tacked-on angst ever--we could have taken that five minutes and given Santana more of a scene.

Also, seriously, when are the new kids going to actually be on Glee and not One Tree Hill or whatever? You're Puck's younger brother, kid, set something on fire! Marley, get all Method-obsessed for your Sandy audition!


(Also, remember how last season there were all these disturbing and slightly tweaked echoes of my own high school experience in the show? I am half-expecting someone to seriously injure themselves during Grease rehearsals. Maybe Sugar gets concussed, or Marley ruptures her appendix?)

*In the real world, my feeling is that my dealbreakers are not the same as other people's, and the only relationship you can truly understand is the one you're in--and things like that are very complicated, and, well, don't work the way they work in fiction.

**I dream of Chris Colfer and Jane Lynch getting to do something dramatic together. Because she's damn awesome in drama, too, and ... sigh.

***He's also, I think, a different sort of actor that Colfer, which is fine. I dunno, I'll probably ponder that when I can watch that performance of "Teenage Dream" again objectively. Dudes, that song about killed me.

3. Doctor Who

I was sort of underwhelmed by the last episode of Doctor Who.

As Scott said, the Angels are really cool ... until you watch them a lot. They're sort of losing their mystique. Plus, okay, Statue of Liberty Angel--that's been an internet meme for a while now, and I thought it was hilarious that they used it, but why didn't it get Amy and Rory when they were standing on the side of the building and definitely not looking at it?

And, okay, again, the structure wasn't working for me ... because we've seen a lot of this episode before. Weeping Angels, yes, since the Martha Jones era. A creepy hotel with scary stuff in the rooms? Last season, with the minotaur. Really old Rory who's been without Amy for years and years? "The Doctor's Wife." (Also, inverted, "The Girl Who Waited" last season.) Amy choosing the chance of being with Rory above everything else, even when she has no idea it'll work? That episode with the creepy old people and Rory with a ponytail. Really, Doctor, you knew what she was going to do.

Are Amy and Rory stuck in New York? Okay, the Doctor can't go back to 1938 New York, but how about going back to New York in 1940 to see them? Or bring them back? Sure the tombstone had their names on it, but why did that have to happen? Was it a fixed point in time (not that those apparently matter much)?

There were cool things to it, yeah. There always are. But there wasn't any tension there, for me, and I felt like the Ponds deserved better.
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Yay, Doctor Who is back! Yay!

I dunno, though, I'm still having trouble with the idea of River as Amy and Rory's kid--not so much that she is, but because it seems like ... well, I personally, a week after having my baby, would have been grabbing the Doctor by the bow tie and telling him to screw all of time and space, we are going to find my baby, and you can either help me or get the hell out of my way while I hijack the TARDIS--I brought you back to the world at my wedding, I'm the girl who waited, you owe me, Raggedy Man.

And Amy and Rory seemed relatively calm about it all, aside from one line in an alternate reality and some stuff in the mini-webisodes that not everyone watches. Sure, yes, their marriage is on the rocks at the beginning of this episode, but that's not about losing the chance to raise their kid (having her be their best friend growing up really doesn't make up for that), it's about this whole other level of tragedy that comes out of that mess.

I can basically get rid of the trouble while I'm watching the episodes, but afterwards I end up thinking about it. I kinda feel like Russell T. Davies was better at incorporating the human-level tragedy into the show than Steven Moffat is. Then again, Steven Moffat has the twisty weirdness thing going much better than Davies did. Everyone has a talent. :)

Next week is dinosaurs on a spaceship, which I am hoping and praying isn't too creepy so I can let Z. watch it. The boyo has not connected at all to Eleven, he is a Ten fan through and through, but space dinos might do the trick.

Today my parents are coming over to have pizza and play with the kid. Tomorrow we may brave the beach--last week was rough. Nothing horribly serious, just stressful crap about school and suchlike, but I could really use a day at the beach. Preferably Lover's Key, where we could rent an umbrella.

I've been musing over Kill Bill and what it says about my narrative/character kinks, and I want to post about that, but probably not today. :)
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Today I took the boy to the beach after school, which was a fun surprise for him. It hit me suddenly last week that there are only two more weeks left of the semester, and once we get back from Disney, I'm working afternoons through to evenings four days a week, and until late afternoon on Fridays. There just aren't going to be days like this anymore, really, so I decided to take advantage.

There were lots of tiny fish surrounding our feet, and the water was cold; we dug holes and squirted each other with water guns, and then had lunch at the beach shack place. It was nice.

I'm super psyched because next week is kindergarten orientation! And I get to go! Awesome timing! Scott and I, after hearing more about the school, decided to take Z off the waiting list for the other school--I find it irritating that he was automatically put on the thing in the first place, though I can see how it would be easier for the school assignment office--because he's getting used to the idea of this particular school, and we'll have orientation soon, and I don't want to switch things up on him in this year where so many things are changing around him.

Anyway, I am looking forward to seeing the school with Z, and meeting the teachers, and asking some of the questions we didn't know to ask back when we started these tours.

Saturday was the boyo's birthday party--I invited something like a dozen kids, expecting half of them to not come, and we wound up with nearly all of them, plus some extra sibs. This is why you have parties at the playground, gang. Miss T and Miss L, my almost nieces, were there, which was great--Z loves playing with L, and T is really good with him. We had a pinata that Scott had to beat the hell out of to break--all the kids got two whacks each--and a giant Spongebob cake that I ended up cutting, feeling trapped in a weird dream where the cake never ended and I was slowly being devoured by frosting.

I really dig some of Z's friends from VPK, and I'm sad he won't be with them next year. :(

We then had an after-party with David and Jason and the girls, and I tried to figure out where the damn gifts were going to go. In the end, I bought a new bookshelf (for $16!) and between that and my mad skillz, I got it all organized.

Other than all of this, I have been grading, reading and trying to do revisions. Also yoga and walking, because I haven't had a chance to do my bike maintenance. Eventually, though, the bike will be maintained and I will be riding again.

I've been a little too obsessed with Glee lately, which I blame on a distinct lack of other TV. I need to figure out when Sherlock starts on PBS. Speaking of Glee, though, I'll say that last week's episode was ... fine. It didn't thrill me, but I didn't hate it. My conviction, thanks to Guiding Light, that Matt Bomer is always a serial killer, made it more entertaining on the whole. And my favorite line: "Oh, Blaine, you have to, you're both so handsome and good." Also, Blaine jumping on the piano. Poor Blaine. :) I'm also worried about Quinn and Artie, because one or the other of them is wrong, and it's going to suck for whoever it is.

And that, my friends, is my boring life. I suppose it could be worse.
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A cold, a new semester (with attendant craziness) starting, and now I'm sort of catching up with my own life and brain.

Writer Laura

In his summary of 2011 in webzines, Rich Horton mentions "Items" in his overview of Strange Horizons. Yay!

Positive comments or reviews aside (though, let me tell you, they're really nice to read), I also get a thrill out of the proof that someone who doesn't know me personally has read my story. I mean, that is the main goal--to have someone besides my parents as an audience.

Zweeble's Mom

Well, the Great Elementary School hunt continues apace. I still think this school choice nonsense is going to either kill me or drive me to drink, but we're narrowing the field. One more tour, next week, and we need to gather the forms and fill out the paperwork before handing it all in and then waiting for four months to find out which school he's been assigned to.

Right now it seems our ideal school is one that has a mostly open-air campus with friendly teachers and a professional, organized staff ... along with some other curriculum stuff I won't get into here because it's a) only halfway interesting to other parents, and b) probably different from state-to-state, anyway.

Teacher Laura

I had heard tales of people teaching during the daylight hours ... but I did not believe them! And yet, there I was on Monday, leaving campus in the daylight! I felt like a truant.

Bookworm Laura

If you can find Somewhere Beneath Those Waves by Sarah Monette, get it and read it (it's on the Nook, e-reader peeps) because it's really good. Short story collection, very good, by one of my absolute favorite writers.

TV Laura

Is on hiatus until Sherlock comes back, apparently.

And that, gang, is the State of the Laura. I had a wonderful Christmas break, but that's over now--back to the chaos that is my life. :)

Doctor Who

Oct. 3rd, 2011 08:28 pm
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A friend asked me what I thought of the finale of Doctor Who, and so I figured I'd blog about it in an attempt to sort out my thoughts before I reply to him. :)

Well, let's see.

Stuff I Liked

1. Amy and her revenge on the Evil Eyepatch Woman. Because I am telling you now, you did that to my kid and I'd have been hijacking the TARDIS to track you down, fixed point of the Doctor's death be damned.

2. Everything happening at once, with bonus crazy steampunk London.

3. The Doctor and Churchill's realization that the Silence was around.

4. Matt Smith is still the oldest Doctor I've watched. I adore that about him--he comes across as an old man. It's something about his body language, and something about his facial structure, and for some reason I think the hair adds to it.

5. Shout outs to all sorts of previous series in this episode (also liked the Hitler ep's Parade of Guilt, btw).

6. Finally--we've spent, what, seven seasons/series establishing that the Doctor is dangerous, ruthless, and haring off with him is probably the least sane thing a person can do because he's got enemies, man. Finally someone points out that, hello, he's decent, saves the universe, and people care about him. (Who wouldn't go haring off with the Doctor?)

6. I called the Question about three minutes before it came out. (Steven Moffat may have been setting that up since "The Girl in the Fireplace.") I like it. But it leads a little into #1 below

Stuff I'm Not Totally Keen On

1. I got a lot of answers this season, to a lot of long-term mysteries, and it left me feeling a little ... flat. I don't want to know everything about the Doctor, and I'm a trifle worried about this whole Question business now.

2. Aw, really, they got married? That's been the big theory forever, and I was hoping it'd be something else just because of that.

Stuff I'm Mulling

1. River Song's timeline. There's a video Doctor Who Confidential did that apparently sorts that out. I'm going to watch it later tonight. I am very interested to see if, during this episode, she's as young as I think she is. Because Matt Smith was coming off as really old, and she was coming off as really young. (That's actually an awesome thing about Alex Kingston--how she comes across as younger than Matt Smith.)

2. This season seemed weirdly rushed to me, and pretty uneven. But I wonder how much of that had to do with the mid-season break.

3. Am I having Amy and Rory fatigue? I'm definitely having River Song fatigue. She works better for me in smaller doses.


Oct. 2nd, 2011 10:55 pm
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I am not sure what I think of this season of Doctor Who.

Wait, hang on--my initial thought is that it would not have surprised me at all if the Question had actually turned out to be "What the hell?"

(That's not a bad thing, around here.)
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Oh, and my one and only thought after this weeks mid-season finale of Doctor Who (which I feel is spoilery only for the entire damn series since Christopher Eccleston's Doctor, so no cut):

If you're almost a thousand years old, how many big mistakes can you make, and how much regret can you accrue?

That was almost as wrenching as Donna. And only "almost" because of its open ending.
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I have spent a lot of the past week sleeping.

Scott's been letting me sleep in, and then I keep actually falling asleep during naptime with the boyo. The sleeping in is nice, and something that doesn't strike me as odd (though I can't sleep past 9am anymore), but usually I just don't nap. I may zone out for twenty minutes, but I never fall totally asleep for an hour or whatever. Well, until this week.

I have been kind of sleep-deprived for a while, so I suppose I'm catching up?

Also, is it just me or did the creatures (so called because I don't want to spoil anything) in this week's Doctor Who look like a cross between Odo and Voldemort?
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I am still constantly amazed at how different this version is than the last one. And Matt Smith really does seem much older than David Tennant or Christopher Eccleston.

I love the bond between the Doctor and Amy. They're not quite equals, but not unequal, either--it strikes me as a relationship between an older person and a younger person, where they aren't related or romantically involved; the older person has more experience and knowledge by dint of being older, but the young person is no idiot, either, and they know this about each other. But they're still very good friends. And there is that sense of getting to know someone as an adult that you idolized as a child, without the extra baggage you get from having that adult be a teacher or a relative and around all the time to see all your awkward stages.

So. The first two episodes were very, very creepy. I've seen people complaining that the Doctor turned the entire human race into a weapon, he's supposed to be a pacifist, blah blah blah, and I say ... eah, whatever. The Doctor has done huge, extreme things to protect the world before, and sure this was pretty violent, but have you watched this show? The Oncoming Storm? That whole montage that scares the slightly psychic kid in the Family of Blood episodes? The Doctor has a ruthless streak like you would not believe. There's a reason he scares the Daleks.

As for the pirate episode ... well, I feel about this the way I felt about "The Doctor's Daughter"--I think they left out some of the plot, there, matey. And Lily Cole was wasted.

So, okay, fancy-ass interdimensional space ship, advanced enough to have a hologram doctor (hello, Voyager!), and she can't take Rory off life-support because otherwise he'll just go ahead and drown?! And why, exactly, can't the hologram talk? It can sing, but it can't speak? Plus it's beautiful and diaphanous ... and can't talk. Nice one, there. Really. That noise you hear is my bra burning.

And the Doctor can't help with the CPR? Seriously, what the hell?

There were some things I liked, though. Watching Rory all drunk and goofy with Siren-song was awesome. Amy telling the pirates they were rubbish was nice. And the pirates gathered in the cockpit of the space ship was really cool, I thought. But overall, not the best-thought-out episode of this show.

I like that she and the Doctor are each keeping worrisome secrets about the other. Much better than one of them keeping a secret and the other going blithely on.
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My thoughts on the Doctor Who premiere:

1. While a really good beginning, that was definitely a beginning. So I can't seriously comment on it until I see Part 2.

2. Still love Rory. Still love Rory and Amy. Still find River Song irritating at times, though the "Spoilers" thing in this episode was awesome, and that whole speech about how she knows she'll meet the Doctor someday and he won't know who she is was gorgeous and really affecting (especially since I've seen that day).

3. Did I mention I love Rory? I will take a tour of the TARDIS with him any time.

4. Hello, Mark Sheppard. I am so happy to see you on a show I actually like to watch. (You were, seriously, the reason I watched all the episodes of Battlestar Galactica that were about Gaius Baltar's trial.)

5. I am not sure what part of Florida is high enough above sea level to allow for all those tunnels, but since the aliens have been here, apparently, for a very long time, I am willing to suspend my disbelief. Or at least assume that its the same cold, misty, un-palm-treed, looks-an-awful-lot-like-Vancouver Florida that Mulder and Scully visited on The X-Files.

6. Yes, there's a big old plot point I am ignoring. And will continue to do so until next week. You know what it is, if you saw the ep.
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All right, so Skynet is self-aware and we have until tomorrow to prep for the nuking of humanity by our new computer overlords ... well, before that happens, remember to go and read my story!

Seriously, you don't want to have regrets when you're training to take out Terminators and no one's allowed to use a computer anymore.
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Okay, so thanks to that crazy chick, her Austrian bodyguard, and her 10-year-old kid, the first one of these was averted, but this time it's totally gonna happen, man!

Luckily, I have the killer-robots-from-the-future contingency plan (homemade C4, thank you John Conner, a giant dog, lots of leather, and clearly the Zweeble is, if not humanity's savior, then one of the inner circle), so see y'all on the other side of Judgment Day!


Nov. 30th, 2010 09:08 am
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I just saw an ad on BBC America last night (though it may have been DVRed--I watched a bunch of Torchwood last night, too) for this--they're going to show it Christmas Day at 9pm. Yay!

Though, as I said to Scott, shouldn't he be the ghost of Christmas Past, Present, and Future?
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There's no Day 19! Five flipping "Whatever Tickles Your Fancy" days, and they forgot day 19!

Seriously, the Doctor would not be impressed. This is not the pinnacle of human potential, here. And since right now I'm killing time until the Zweeble falls asleep, I don't have a fill-in entry for Day 19. So ... I'll stick it on the end.

Anyway. Onward!

Day 21 – Your Doctor Who OTP

I admit, I had to Google OTP to figure out what the question was. :)

Somewhere around the time I was getting really exasperated with the unrequited Martha Jones crush, I had an epiphany, and I remember telling Scott that the Doctor's true love wasn't a companion, it was the TARDIS. And I am not the only one who thinks this, as Steven Moffatt said the same thing in one of the "Inside Doctor Who" segments on BBC America.

The TARDIS is the Doctor's constant. (In the Lost sense, and also not.) When he's alone, he has it. He and the companions talk to it. It's alive; it has a soul. It may have mercy, even. It also does whatever the heck it wants to, regardless of where he wants to go.

And, as Sarah Jane and Rose commented, he strokes bits of it periodically.

Day 22 – A Who-Related Fan-Site

Really can't do much here. I don't explore the internet like I used to; I blame the Zweeble and those pesky demands of diaper changing and, like, food. Curses! :)

Day 23 – A Who-Related YouTube Video

It is uneven, but when it's funny it's freaking funny:

(See? I told you I hadn't run out of videos.)

Day 1: Favorite Quote

Days 2 and 3: Favorite Classic and New Series Episodes

Days 4 and 5, Favorite Doctor and Companion

Day 6, Whatever Tickles Your Fancy (Scott's Opinions on Questions 3-5)

Days 7-8, Favorite Piece of Music and Favorite Who-Related Photo

Days 9,10, and 11, Who-Related Photos That Make You Angry/Sad and That You Took, and Favorite Season

Day 12, Whatever Tickles Your Fancy (Season 5 Finale)

Days 13 and 14 - Favorite Villain and Villain That Scared You the Most

Days 15, 16, and 17 - Favorite Who-Related Tumblr, Fanfic, and a Piece of Who-Related Fanart

Days 18 and 20 - Whatever Tickles Your Fancy (Questions I Would Have Asked) and The Character That is Most Like You"

still to come )


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