I v much should be working on my festivid, which is due in 5 days and is still Not Finished, despite wonderful notes from my beta.
BUT INSTEAD I spent this evening re-watching Doctor Who because, friends, I have Thoughts and Feelings about it! And I can't concentrate on anything else until I have written them down at GREAT LENGTH. What a glorious thing! It has been So Long, and I had forgotten how to feel like this about my show. (Possibly there are other reasons I have Thoughts and Feelings again now, but that is another post.)
The first time around I watched Part 1 alone in my flat and then
such_heights PHONED ME on her PHONE like some sort of NON-MILLENNIAL and put me on speaker so I could flail with her and
happydork and it was GREAT. :D
such_heights and I used to call each other after every Christmas episode of DW, and I have such happy memories of those phonecalls. For Part 2 I went to Casa SuchDorks and got to flail with
such_heights whilst on the same sofa which was even more delightful. There was a great deal of waving of hands and clutching at each other, and then trying to yell about our feelings quietly after the episode when poor
happydork had to work.
The other thing to say is that, as a former Bond Girl*, I felt personally victimised by the entire concept of this episode :P I also can't believe that the next Bond film is called 'No Time To Die', which is a Doctor Who crossover title if ever there was one. Why is this happening to me.
(*...I worked, for the first 3 years of my working life, as the office assistant for Ian Fleming's literary estate. I was Miss Moneypenny. I have the hilarious business cards to prove it. I got the job because my boss was - is, we are still in touch - a HUGE DW fan and we talked in my 'interview' about how much we both loved David Tennant and that is 100% why I got the job. How have things come full circle like this. What is time.)
Anyway, ( DW spoilers, in bullet point form. Some negatives but also lots of squee. NB. This is like 4,500 words and is mostly a way for me to expunge thoughts from my brain so I can think about other things, rather than, you know, Meta or anything interesting. So is just for me. DEADEST OF DOVES, DO NOT EAT )
BUT INSTEAD I spent this evening re-watching Doctor Who because, friends, I have Thoughts and Feelings about it! And I can't concentrate on anything else until I have written them down at GREAT LENGTH. What a glorious thing! It has been So Long, and I had forgotten how to feel like this about my show. (Possibly there are other reasons I have Thoughts and Feelings again now, but that is another post.)
The first time around I watched Part 1 alone in my flat and then
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The other thing to say is that, as a former Bond Girl*, I felt personally victimised by the entire concept of this episode :P I also can't believe that the next Bond film is called 'No Time To Die', which is a Doctor Who crossover title if ever there was one. Why is this happening to me.
(*...I worked, for the first 3 years of my working life, as the office assistant for Ian Fleming's literary estate. I was Miss Moneypenny. I have the hilarious business cards to prove it. I got the job because my boss was - is, we are still in touch - a HUGE DW fan and we talked in my 'interview' about how much we both loved David Tennant and that is 100% why I got the job. How have things come full circle like this. What is time.)
Anyway, ( DW spoilers, in bullet point form. Some negatives but also lots of squee. NB. This is like 4,500 words and is mostly a way for me to expunge thoughts from my brain so I can think about other things, rather than, you know, Meta or anything interesting. So is just for me. DEADEST OF DOVES, DO NOT EAT )