Can I deal with it?
Okay, so the BBC is announcing the big news today. All right. I'm not sure I can deal with it just yet. I keep trying to remember how devastated I was when Nine regenerated into Ten, and how I feel about Ten these days, but... it's just not the same. Ten is way above and beyond anything I ever imagined for the Doctor, and I have the hardest time in the world thinking of someone else as the Doctor, and thinking of the opening credits without David Tennant's name on the screen. So I'm feeling a bit maudlin right now. Add to that the fact that I just saw on tennant_love that David might be back on stage tonight (not that I'm not happy he's back, but damnit, I had seats for Dec 27, talk about bad luck!) and well...
Anyway. That's just... well, I don't know if I want to know. Because knowing means it's going to be final. We shall see. I'm not throwing out names, because I know that chances are it'll be someone nobody even thought of. And I know that no matter what, I'm going to hate the idea at first (unless it turns out to be John Simm, but that's impossible), then maybe, just maybe, if Steven Moffat doesn't make too much of a mess, I might get to like Eleven.
So can I deal with it? Probably not.
Anyway. That's just... well, I don't know if I want to know. Because knowing means it's going to be final. We shall see. I'm not throwing out names, because I know that chances are it'll be someone nobody even thought of. And I know that no matter what, I'm going to hate the idea at first (unless it turns out to be John Simm, but that's impossible), then maybe, just maybe, if Steven Moffat doesn't make too much of a mess, I might get to like Eleven.
So can I deal with it? Probably not.