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So...the BBC announced the actor to play the Eleventh Doctor today.

( Cut for the casting spoiler )

Excellent finale.

( But. )

Two-parter reactions posted together later. I gotta go to work now - I'm going in early to make sure everything will run smoothly without our boss.

I'm terrible at letting things end. The closer we get to the end of series four, the slower I am to actually watch the episodes.

I do this all the damn time. I've done it with Doctor Who before - when I didn't watch "Voyage of the Damned" until a few days before series four started - I did it with Jeeves and Wooster (I still haven't watched the last two episodes), and I did it with HP.

(Confession: I haven't read book seven. No, I don't know how HP ends.)

*sighs* I'm going to have to get over this thing sooner or later. Really. I should. It's sort of ridiculous to keep leaving books and TV shows unread and unwatched, just so they won't be over.

( 'Tell me about...the past.' )

I got a sick day off! Thrilling, except for the part where I don't feel so hot. In reality, I probably could have worked if I'd forced myself. But oh god, I needed a break so bad for some reason (I've been dragging so badly that I keep falling asleep no matter what I'm trying to do or catch up on - I almost fell asleep on my break yesterday), so I'm grateful that the Boss's Daughter is closing for me tonight.

I've been so tired recently that I didn't even watch Doctor Who Saturday. OR Sunday. Finally managed to today. Back to regular point-form notes. That full-sentence, full-paragraph thing for the last two episodes was utterly exhausting.


(And I SWEAR I'll post something that's not Who-related sometime soon. Really. I will. I have about a half-dozen posts bouncing around in my mind right now. Problem is, I lack the energy to post ANY of them.)


( 'I must warn you, some products may contain nuts' )

<--Too overwhelmed right now to react in any way.

( Just, you know... )

Between being called back in to work before I'd slept and needing to be up yesterday to go to a barbeque my dad and his girlfriend Jennifer invited me to at their condo (mmm, Cajun steak!), I didn't get a lot of sleep until, oh, TODAY.

But! Now I have slept. Finally. So why am I still draggy and tired? Oh well. I'll probably start to really wake up around midnight. *eyeroll*

And I have a Dalek keychain that siegeengine sent me! (Thank you, Frank! I love!) Weirdly, I couldn't find a good picture of it online, but here's a very fuzzy picture of it. [Whoops, link!fail fixed.]

I showed it to my mom the other day after I'd managed to unwrap it from the 60lbs of wrapping siegeengine always superglues stuff into (possibly the Dalek might have escaped to terrorize the universe otherwise, though, and YAYZ BUBBLEWRAP):

Me: I HAS A DALEK! *holds up*

Mom: *puzzled* U HAS A DALEK? Y U HAS DALEK?

Me: Frank sent it!

Mom: Ahhh...I wondered what the package was! Looks a bit fragile, doesn't it?

Me: Well, actually the eyestalk and whatnot are soft plastic, so they're pretty flexible. And look, it has wheels! *rolls across computer desk* And look, it came with its own display case! *holds up also*

Mom: Well, of COURSE it does. It's Who!


...Well, I guess she has a point there. (And yes, in case you were wondering, my mom and I DO speak to each other in lolcat.)

I had it in my pocket when I went to Dad and Jennifer's, so part of our dinner-time conversation ended up revolving around Doctor Who. They each examined the little Dalek, with me explaining ("...the whisk is actually a gun...the toilet plunger is kind of like their hand..."). Especially after the bit about the toilet plunger, Dad seemed a little dubious about the further explanation that Daleks are big-time baddies in the Whoniverse. ("Well, it's scary if you're six.")

But we ended up discussing the similarities between Classic Who fen and New Who fen, and Classic/New fen of Battlestar Galactica and the similar arguments/conversations these fen tend to have. Because Dad is fan of the classic BSG series while Jennifer favours the new version, and I just couldn't help but point out how familiar their potshots sounded. ("The old version wasn't one of the best shows on television!"/"The new version ruins the characters!")


In other totally random news (well okay, it's not in ANY way news), Lawrence Miles is the biggest wanker EVAR. Grudgewank highlights this time include:

-Suggesting his, "The Book of the World," script/screenplay/whateveryoucallit is better than Moffat's, "Silence in the Library." (And now I REALLY want to read "Book of the World," just to see if it's any good.)

-Insulting Neil Gaiman(!).

-Blaming Moffat for his own alcoholism and the kerfuffle that lost him the respect of the entire Who production team.

THIS GUY IS SO FUCKING INSANE WHAT. (Although he CAN make the occasional excellent point, as well as be extremely funny - the bit, "We know [RTD's] always had a camp streak as wide as his buttocks, and there have been times during his Confidential interviews when he's looked as if he wants to launch into a chorus of 'That's Entertainment', so perhaps it's no surprise that he might now consider the presence of Kylie Minogue to be more important than the presence of a plot," nearly had me PEEING myself. Doesn't this just make it sadder?)

The LAST time I read one of his rants, he was claiming that Who started to go downhill when it started filming on celluloid in an attempt to look more slickly produced (i.e. "American," according to Miles). I mean, who SERIOUSLY thinks filming on tape is superior?

What a wanker.

Discovered via t_eyla:

Steven Moffat will be replacing Russell T. Davies as head writer and executive producer of Doctor Who.

For anyone who might watch Who, but not be sure who he is: he wrote the two-parter, "The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances," in series one; "The Girl in the Fireplace" in series two; and the well-awarded, "Blink," in series three. Also, "Time Crash," and the upcoming "haunted library" two-parter this series.

I spent a solid twenty minutes HAPPY DANCING to this news! I mean, I physically got up and danced. And giggled and grinned to myself for about an hour while I had lunch. SO MUCH YAYNESS AND AWESOME.

Also? I have a giant Dairymilk bar all to myself right now.

LIFE IS JUST BRILLIANT TODAY.

Quite unexpectedly, I had a Who-related dream last night. (I say, "unexpectedly," because I NEVER dream about anything fannish.) But me being me and very literal...it was a meta-ish dream about Who FANDOM:

I dreamt that the screencapped moment I posted about last turned out to be played much more seriously than anyone expected. (Har-har brain - nice wishful thinking!) And Who fandom EXPLODED in wank. And when I went to view doctorwho, someone had posted big spoilers on the comm's front page because they were so caught up in complaining about how that moment was played.

And in my dream, I worked out the time zone difference, realized that if the ep had already aired in the U.K., then it was past noon here, and then -

- I SNAPPED AWAKE in pure panic because I thought I had overslept. Half an hour before my alarm was actually set to go off.

Yeah. As Who-related dreams go, it's certainly not what I would have hoped for. Stupid literal brain of mine! (I can't actually dream about the Doctor, Donna, or the Whoniverse - it's Not Real, see.)

But I guess...at least I got up on time? Meh.


Also, my wrists hurt. It's not as bad as it could be, and I know this is my own fault because I've been online too much and sleeping too little, but, well... I'm feeling melancholy, and I just don't want to be in pain today. I've been in pain all week already for other reasons, and I've been sick to my stomach from painkillers for two days. So I just don't need this.

My day's barely started, and I think I'm already running low on spoons, to borrow a phrase. *sighs*

Okay, this episode was pretty awesome. I was terribly afraid because "the Doctor's daughter" looked so VERY Mary Sue-ish, but she's redeemable. They didn't do too bad a job, consider how horrible this COULD have been.

Episode notes:

( Hello, Dad! )

Dear Whofic author,

There is not actually any need to credit the actors when you are writing a fictional story about their CHARACTERS. Really. Truly. You don't! Trust me on this.

It's enough to cite the source material your fanwork is based on. (And make sure you say said source material isn't yours! True, we might not know if it'll actually keep one of us from getting sued. The principle is to be nice and, "borrow without permission," rather than, "steal," see.)

I mean...

You DO realize David Tennant and Billie Piper aren't actually APPEARING in your fic.

...Don't you?

Fondly facepalming,

Bean