weep a little, flail a little
what? it's above negative two outside? THAT MEANS MY CEILING IS LEAKING AGAIN.
wake me when it's march, okay?
okay. watching the xmas special made me actually wish that david morrisey would be eleven. I CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID THAT. but jeezly crow, tennant and morissey have good chemistry. and this time they didn't even get to sing!
every thing with morrisey was brilliant. tennant was wonderful. rosita was fine. the cybermen were boring and the mysterious cybermen made from shag rugs were complete rubbish. but i still enjoyed it. doctor, you like tired and sad. and even you admit your heart is broken. as someone i'm quite fond of says, "i'm sorry. i'm so sorry."
i'm still sad you're leaving but it was awesome to see you again. even if there was a big steam powered transformer stomping about. also, rtd you suck at everything except midnight, but you do know how to throw in a good callback. well done.
i'm thinking it will soon be time to start watching dw from the beginning of s2.
okay, i can hear the water dripping in the sunporch. *weep* i've already put down garbage bags and buckets. i give up. it's time to go to bed and read.
g'night y'all.