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Oh GOD YES.
LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE.
Oh, I went to check my flist for Whovian love, only to realise I'd accidentally bahleeted my journal while trying to do something else this morning. That was hella scary people, hold me.
THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME. Oh, you sexy, sexy, sexy thing. Need Eleventy icons, peeps. Must go.
No, that's not me saying Smith is a sexy thing. It's like a quote. About a sexy thing.
Oh, I went to check my flist for Whovian love, only to realise I'd accidentally bahleeted my journal while trying to do something else this morning. That was hella scary people, hold me.
THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME. Oh, you sexy, sexy, sexy thing. Need Eleventy icons, peeps. Must go.
No, that's not me saying Smith is a sexy thing. It's like a quote. About a sexy thing.
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Oh, this had better not go downhill the way Ten did.
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Now the show's in the hands of the guy who keeps winning Hugos for it, who manages to love it even when he's parodying it. He may end up disappointing us in other ways - I don't like the new theme - but his storytelling instincts are solid.
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Hopefully she won't fall in love with him, and it be all angst and doomed love and that shit that RTD liked to lay on with a trowel.
Eleven rocks, and Amy rocks more. And there's River Song too, looking gorgeous!