TARDIS trauma
Wonderful. Just when I start getting annoyed at myself for being angry at a situation that was going to end up happening sooner or later anyway, the TARDIS gets taken away!
Now what am I going to do? I'm sleeping in my office chair right now. Not exactly the most comfortable place in the world. I miss my bed. I don't even remember WHAT it was made of, but it was warm and comfy and...definately not a chair. >.<
What am I going to do?
I've even started to forgive the Doctor for not telling me about the trip. Since it was all my fault anyway, for being so scarce.
Oh well, TARDIS search party, anyone? It's not like I have anything better to do.
Now what am I going to do? I'm sleeping in my office chair right now. Not exactly the most comfortable place in the world. I miss my bed. I don't even remember WHAT it was made of, but it was warm and comfy and...definately not a chair. >.<
What am I going to do?
I've even started to forgive the Doctor for not telling me about the trip. Since it was all my fault anyway, for being so scarce.
Oh well, TARDIS search party, anyone? It's not like I have anything better to do.