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For Jack (and no, it's not smut)
Having consumed just enough mangoes to not want them for days but also not be sick, and having ran about a bit thinking, the Doctor decided on a few things.
The first bit was that women made no sense, and that Rob Reiner had really not understood the 'men and women can't be friends' thing; also that When Harry Met Sally was a bad metaphor in this ( Read more... ) -
for not!Jack
The Doctor had decided that this Whole Business was completely Rubbish, and therefore he didn't have to do anything except ignore it, unless say, Chase was someone else. In which case he thought he might cry out of sheer frustration ( Read more... ) -
for Chase (9 January)
The Doctor knew well that celebration took many forms on many planets; even just on Earth itself the diversity ran the entire gamut ( Read more... ) -
Doctor: on five
So you sling rocks at the rip tide
Am I wrong or am I right?
I hit the bottom with a "huh!"
Quite strange
I get my glory in the desert rain
Watch me go
-The Killers1. The Doctor is not lying when he says he's 975--he truly has lost track of about five decades from when he was his first and eighth selves. For perspective, he knew Sarah Jane and ( Read more... ) -
One step forward, two steps back (for Jay Guthrie)
There was something about the atmosphere at home that morning that made the Doctor feel, if possible, more ill than he had the day before when he was hungover. There was still far, far too much to process that he didn't really want to. Like the fact that Ianto knew that he'd slept with Gwen, and that itself was complicated as hell ( Read more... ) -
for Chase
The Doctor wasn't certain when the last time had been that he wasn't ill and wasn't in a restaurant and someone had brought him food. He had spent an hour trying to remember, both forty minutes rummaging in the laundry bin and walking home, and twenty minutes sitting here flipping through the first fifteen pages of The Westing Game while leaning ( Read more... ) -
Sunday twilight: House
The Doctor didn't usually throw parties: he crashed them. (It had come to the point where he considered himself as Probably Invited Anyway If They Knew Me, and with that attitude, one could bullshit one's way in and out of anywhere ( Read more... ) -
Wednesday evening: Chase
So pasta without a machine was a pain in the royal arse, but the Doctor was entirely too determined to make pappardelle anyway. He'd found the same Ann Coulter novel and covered it in plastic wrap, for smashing things flat, and it had worked pretty well, after rolling it out by hand. Chase had said he liked pasta, he would get pasta, come hell, ( Read more... )