Work
I find it so tedious how I need money. That's the main issue with the Doctor being here: I can't take things in too obvious a manner.
So I'm currently trying to kill my way to the top of a local criminal organisation just because I can and actually, it's really rather fun. I've begun to sort of look at this as almost like a vacation from usual plotting. Except that it won't end unless the Doctor can fix his TARDIS. And seeing as Gallifrey's gone, there's not exactly somewhere to get spare parts from. I don't know if there even IS a Gallifrey in this universe.
Oh well. Whatever. I'm determined to have fun with what I can. SOMEONE living in this house needs to not be a sad sack. If I come home and the Doctor's sitting in his room crying ONE MORE TIME I'm going to figure out how to seal him in.
Only for a week though, so he learns his lesson.
I'm not going to start making my own dinner.
Anyway, work today was actually fairly boring for once. It's not yet safe to make my next move so to explain it as a chess analogy, it's like I'm doing the equivalent of moving my rook back and forth until the other player takes the bait and I capture their queen with a bishop they didn't notice that I had in place. I played chess with the Doctor last night and won every time. He had the gall to pretend that he was "letting me win" because I'm a "sore loser". I'm just better at chess.
Essentially, I'm doing nothing at work except having to kiss arse. It will feel very nice once I finally get to kill them.
So I'm currently trying to kill my way to the top of a local criminal organisation just because I can and actually, it's really rather fun. I've begun to sort of look at this as almost like a vacation from usual plotting. Except that it won't end unless the Doctor can fix his TARDIS. And seeing as Gallifrey's gone, there's not exactly somewhere to get spare parts from. I don't know if there even IS a Gallifrey in this universe.
Oh well. Whatever. I'm determined to have fun with what I can. SOMEONE living in this house needs to not be a sad sack. If I come home and the Doctor's sitting in his room crying ONE MORE TIME I'm going to figure out how to seal him in.
Only for a week though, so he learns his lesson.
I'm not going to start making my own dinner.
Anyway, work today was actually fairly boring for once. It's not yet safe to make my next move so to explain it as a chess analogy, it's like I'm doing the equivalent of moving my rook back and forth until the other player takes the bait and I capture their queen with a bishop they didn't notice that I had in place. I played chess with the Doctor last night and won every time. He had the gall to pretend that he was "letting me win" because I'm a "sore loser". I'm just better at chess.
Essentially, I'm doing nothing at work except having to kiss arse. It will feel very nice once I finally get to kill them.