Dearest W,
I love you so, so much.
But the longer that you are gone, the more I realize that I am starting (let's be honest, here,), NAY, Continuing to fall in love with another.
Thanks for the memories,
Your La Yen
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Dear Doctor,
Please come pick me up in the Tardis. I know that, technically, you are David Tennant, but the line between reality and fiction is much like you, yourself, explained the lines of time: Wibbly Wobbly. I'll leave the kid behind. Maybe with an alien Nanny.
All my love,
La Yen
Friday, October 17, 2008
The Problem With Deployments
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2 comments:
You can have this Doctor, but only because I have a perma-crush on the previous one (Christopher Eccleston - way taller and less bug-eyed ... therefore way hotter IMO). If not for that fact .. I would be scratching your eyes out over this post ;)
Speaking of scratching - you should get one of those cat/nurse chicks to take care of Jooj while you're gone ;)
Good call on the cat nurses. They are way responsible.
I like the goofier, Scottish Doctor. You can have angry, London Doctor.
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