Am most depressed. Am, in fact, going to sulk for rest of millenium and work on nervous breakdown. Fricking cat. Cat sick on TARDIS floor. Cat hair in TARDIS controls. I think it got fleas in the upholstery. Head also itches rather worryingly.
Not to mention, fricking plot devices. They never come out in my favour, do they? Do they? Pah
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