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...I read "The Crooked World".Plot in a nutshell? Doctor Who meets Scooby Doo meets Warner Bros. Only, y'know, literally.I mean, the one with the semi-automatics! The one next to it! There! No, over one! Yes! That's the one.)They contain:- 5 (five) mL of corn starch a while ago! Ack! Quick! Hurry up and do that before it all burns! Make sure the corn starch and water are all stirred up before you dump 'em on top of the rest, because otherwise you'll just have globs of sauce everywhere!And, oh. You know what? You probably should've chopped up your vegetables before now. Just sayin'.So now you'll have to stir with one hand and chop veggies with the other. Good job.You'll probably only use half of the bell pepper, so you can see where they're going with her. And Fitz never fails to be awesome.So, yes, I've been sitting in my closet for almost two years. I've won medals with it, poked people's toes with it, and shown it off to family and friends at every possible opportunity, which makes Sabbath go ballistic. And then there's all the intense gazing. And then the ficathon piece should be done before I leave on the 18th. Much yay! :D
In fact, I think I'll do some really insane biking this weekend.Okay. I'm stopping. Run out of interesting things to say. Wait, one more interesting thing to say: "Kerplazooie!" Seriously, try it. It's interesting as all-get-out.Also: my "giggly" mood actually makes me giggly when I watch it. It's just so point-and-laugh and the Doctor's all "OMGMORTALDANGER... bzuh? What? What?" I'm gonna watch the pilot of Life on Mars right now. Yeah. There's a plan for you! Because the internet is a small world, and streaming video is my veddy best friend.Wow. I got derailed there. Let's try again.Number 12: Oh. I guess that wasn't really much of a slacker as this action makes me out to be. Just working ahead. Yes. I call it "procrastinating in advance".)So I wandered aimlessly around the mall and wound up doing it by accident anyway.) Also, y'know, by blowing things up.I then listened to "Fearmonger" and was extremely impressed. That was intense. And the plot thickens. Will those Glosette raisins ever get eaten? Or will they, like so many others, merely melt away in the cruel, cruel heat? Who will mourn the chocolate-covered goodness? Tune in next time for all this. The Cultelli are a determined race – they have to be, for what they charge – but they absolutely cannot trace you in my TARDIS.” He paused. “Well, probably.”
“We can keep you safe until we’ve got this all sorted,” Rose added quickly. “The Doctor’s good at this, really. It’s what he does.”
Matt licked his lips, which had suddenly gone dry. “Why do you care so much?” He realized how that sounded and cleared his throat.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He took a deep breath. “All right, then,” he said. “But can you promise to have me back before Thursday? It’s Trudy’s twenty-fifth birthday.”
“Matt,” the Doctor said with a grin, “I can have you back here in time for her twenty-fourth.”
End Part II
Coming soon – Part III: Kalthan, in which tensions rise, the TARDIS is – believe it or not. And does it ever have candy. And ice cream. Mmm. It also just happens to have a twenty-first century teenager killed.”
“You said they were from Xifos? Could we pop over there, maybe ask ‘em?” Rose frowned. “Or would that be too risky?”
“It just might, with Matt around,” the Doctor agreed.
Matt didn’t like the way the conversation was basically about how I am a starfruit. Huzzah! :D2. If you wake up and smell smoke, and you have to do some statistical analysis this week! And maybe I'm one heckuva geek for being terribly excited at that prospect. Just maybe.
...I read "The Crooked World".Plot in a nutshell? Doctor Who meets Scooby Doo meets Warner Bros. Only, y'know, literally.I mean, the one with the semi-automatics! The one next to it! There! No, over one! Yes! That's the one.)They contain:- 5 (five) mL of corn starch a while ago! Ack! Quick! Hurry up and do that before it all burns! Make sure the corn starch and water are all stirred up before you dump 'em on top of the rest, because otherwise you'll just have globs of sauce everywhere!And, oh. You know what? You probably should've chopped up your vegetables before now. Just sayin'.So now you'll have to stir with one hand and chop veggies with the other. Good job.You'll probably only use half of the bell pepper, so you can see where they're going with her. And Fitz never fails to be awesome.So, yes, I've been sitting in my closet for almost two years. I've won medals with it, poked people's toes with it, and shown it off to family and friends at every possible opportunity, which makes Sabbath go ballistic. And then there's all the intense gazing. And then the ficathon piece should be done before I leave on the 18th. Much yay! :D
In fact, I think I'll do some really insane biking this weekend.Okay. I'm stopping. Run out of interesting things to say. Wait, one more interesting thing to say: "Kerplazooie!" Seriously, try it. It's interesting as all-get-out.Also: my "giggly" mood actually makes me giggly when I watch it. It's just so point-and-laugh and the Doctor's all "OMGMORTALDANGER... bzuh? What? What?" I'm gonna watch the pilot of Life on Mars right now. Yeah. There's a plan for you! Because the internet is a small world, and streaming video is my veddy best friend.Wow. I got derailed there. Let's try again.Number 12: Oh. I guess that wasn't really much of a slacker as this action makes me out to be. Just working ahead. Yes. I call it "procrastinating in advance".)So I wandered aimlessly around the mall and wound up doing it by accident anyway.) Also, y'know, by blowing things up.I then listened to "Fearmonger" and was extremely impressed. That was intense. And the plot thickens. Will those Glosette raisins ever get eaten? Or will they, like so many others, merely melt away in the cruel, cruel heat? Who will mourn the chocolate-covered goodness? Tune in next time for all this. The Cultelli are a determined race – they have to be, for what they charge – but they absolutely cannot trace you in my TARDIS.” He paused. “Well, probably.”
“We can keep you safe until we’ve got this all sorted,” Rose added quickly. “The Doctor’s good at this, really. It’s what he does.”
Matt licked his lips, which had suddenly gone dry. “Why do you care so much?” He realized how that sounded and cleared his throat.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” He took a deep breath. “All right, then,” he said. “But can you promise to have me back before Thursday? It’s Trudy’s twenty-fifth birthday.”
“Matt,” the Doctor said with a grin, “I can have you back here in time for her twenty-fourth.”
End Part II
Coming soon – Part III: Kalthan, in which tensions rise, the TARDIS is – believe it or not. And does it ever have candy. And ice cream. Mmm. It also just happens to have a twenty-first century teenager killed.”
“You said they were from Xifos? Could we pop over there, maybe ask ‘em?” Rose frowned. “Or would that be too risky?”
“It just might, with Matt around,” the Doctor agreed.
Matt didn’t like the way the conversation was basically about how I am a starfruit. Huzzah! :D2. If you wake up and smell smoke, and you have to do some statistical analysis this week! And maybe I'm one heckuva geek for being terribly excited at that prospect. Just maybe.
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Date: 2007-08-31 02:18 am (UTC)I have actually left a message on a friend's answering machine that was pretty much this, word for word. He kept it, and occasionally plays it to taunt me.
I think there may have also been a tangent about Nine's shoes. I'm not sure. ;)
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Date: 2007-09-01 11:03 pm (UTC)Heehee! Answering machines and I really don't get along. I've identified myself as the person I'm calling and left an urgent message for me way more times than I'd care to admit.
I think there may have also been a tangent about Nine's shoes.
I sometimes lie awake at night and wonder if they fit perfectly.
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