Yes, I am apparently something of a Donna person.

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Pattern Recognition, by reserve  
Ten & Donna
484 words, PG
A/N: I love Ten and Donna, I love knitting, and I'm overly excited about S4.  Mostly I'm just excited for Ten and Donna to have loads of Pointless Banter™. Cheers to that!

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[x_los]

His mother used to knit, but she’d knit Gallifreyan. Donna knits…well, Donna knits English.

The mind boggles at the complications that would entail.

But it's all so damn cute! And well-characterized! With good physical description! Squee!

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I imagine, like, mental knitting. Psychic knitting! Not to mention ten thousand of these for pretty much everyone she knew. Bloody Time Lords. Taking the relaxing out of basically everything.

And glad you liked! No one likes Donna. I'm spreading the gospel.

[x_los]

"My needles are moving IN TIME! I dropped a stitch 19,837 years ago! This sock violates physics and is bigger on the inside so my fat cankles are less noticeable!"

What coms did you spread the gospel to*? :p

*I used the wrong 'to' above first try! Was mortified by the return of last night's inexplicable!drunk!

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Ummm... I posted to dwfiction? I think? I don't really know. Boy, I suck at spreading the Gospel. No wonder Jesus kicked me off the team. I knew he was lying when he said that my hummus was just too garlicky.

[x_los]

Well I think he found it more objectionable that it was so un-kosher. Who the hell puts bacon fat in humus anyway? 'For the flavor!' my callipygous ass...

[reserve]

That's the last time I let you test-drive my hummus recipe. Seriously, this is just getting ridiculous. It's like when John the Baptist totally dissed my falafel and I spent a week crying by the river Jordan. I mean, it's practically my fault there's a fertile crescent.

[x_los]

Well John was a bitch about it anyway. He got all unnecessarily sadistic-patristic about your baklava too, if I recall. "The philo's layered too thickly for maximum absorption of the honey, waaaah, too many nuts." (Like he'd know anything re: excessive nuts. What else could explain his 'I'm just not that into sexyou' dis when Salome was patently a hottie? /trufax.)

God (ha), now I totally crave falafel. I always wanted the pokemon on the same name to actually produce edible falafel: like the giving tree of middle eastern foodstuffs. Only with a less depressing strain of sentimental moralism that I felt like a chump for actually getting depressed by.

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Moral of the story: anyone who had anything to do with Pokemon ever should always feel like a chump.

That said: you've read Christopher Moore's Lamb: the Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal, right?

[x_los]

Meh, I had little siblings and had to babysit, and those hard muthafuckas broke no compromise re: their entertainment choices.

Noooo, but my roomie says I should. And apparently you concur?

I was a lonely only child.

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I concur wholeheartedly. It's a great book. The humor will absolutely suit you. Plus, it's super gay and about the son of God. That's like crack on a cupcake. I, personally, am always trying to find a way to get my cupcakes with a healthy serving of crack.