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I loved every second of Doctor Who tonight but I have just one spoiler to mention:

( Doctor Who spoillleeeerrrrr )

Matt Smith and Karen Gillan are being so adorable on the Confidential. <3

Oh man, Doctor Who. I wish I hadn't just spent an hour of my life watching that; I could've spent that hour writing my own exit for David Tennant and even if I wrote it with both eyes closed and used my tongue to type, it would've made more sense than that episode.

Oh Tennant. That was such a massively crap episode to give you as a finale, even with everything John Simm could do to save it from inanity.

Disappointed. :-(

The Doctor Who special of Never Mind the Buzzcocks lived up beautifully to my expectations. I laughed so hard, I choked on my tea. Oh Tennant, WHY ARE YOU GOING. I DEMAND THAT YOU STAY AND BE HILARIOUS WITH CATHERINE TATE FOREVER.

irradiatedsoup you have to see this. If you can't find it for dl, let me know and I will send you a DVD copy. It is brilliant and Bernard Cribbins is brilliant. Did I mention that it's brilliant? <3

<3<3<3 I am both excited and terrified for the last specials now. Oh Tennant. I will actually cry.

Am in acityofwonder's! I actually caught my bus and made it to Brisbane on my lonesome with no problems. Feel v. pleased with self. :D I have a very fluffy cat* sleeping at my feet, Good News Week downloading (for free! but very slowly) off iTunes and many, many shiny plans for the rest of the time I'm here. All is awesome.

* I wish to steal him. Sssshh. Don't tell Kellie! ;) Even though she's reading over my shoulder.

Also, in a week I'll only have one more morning left in Australia (until June anyway) before I fly to New Zealand. So really, that's over a third of the trip gone.

It feels like I only just got here. Sigh. Met a lovely guy from London on the bus up from Sydney who'd been travelling for a year and still had another year to go after three months home over the summer. I had envy. Going to try and meet up when I'm in London in June for a drink and continued envy. The people you meet backpacking are so, so awesome. Hopefully I'll meet some crazy LotR fans in NZ. I wish I had a slashy LotR t-shirt to wear so any slashers could pick me out and we could squee together. Hm. Or even just a "Still not King" one.

I forgot to say that while in Canberra with mayakitten, we saw a student with a bag covered in Doctor Who badges, including things like "VOTE SAXON", "BEWARE THE WEEPING ANGEL, love from the Doctor" and "I SURVIVED THE TIME WAR". I desperately wanted to pouncetackle her and declare my love for Australian Doctor Who fans for being awesome.

I also kind of wanted to steal her badges but searching has just thrown up this site so now my life is all good. I should actually check out getting them while I'm here in Oz because the postage is cheaper. Hm.

Tomorrow. Now I have an eighteen hour bus trip to sleep off while GNW downloads. :D I hope I can still iTunes them all when I'm back in the UK too.

The Sun (you know, that oh-so-reliable source of world news) reports on the potential Doctor Who movie and David Tennant's involvement; "TV Biz has already told how BBC bosses are wooing the 37-year-old with a £1.5million contract.

And we can now reveal that the star has agreed to make a full fifth series in 2010 if the big screen role can be tagged on to the deal."

Intriguing. Of course, it also says "Yesterday, Davies told us he would love Catherine Zeta Jones to be the Doctor’s companion on the big screen." which not only makes me yell with incoherent outrage at my computer (as a Welsh person you know I am totally unbiased when I say I really despise CZJ) but also makes me roll my eyes and go yeah, whatevers Sun. Still. Even the cross-eyed monkeys they call sources can sometimes be on to something.

Anyway, read all the crazy here. Worth it for the terrible quality manip of The Tennant and TARDIS in front of the Hollywood sign.

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I need pretty distractions like this today, because cramps are determined to kill me before lunchtime. I even brought a hot water bottle to work, currently wrapped in a towel behind me. This is ridiculous. I know I'm a temp but jesus, we still deserve sick pay for the days when we can't actually stand up straight. Ack.

I MAY ACTUALLY DIE WITH HAVING TO WAIT AN ENTIRE WEEK FOR THE FINAL EPISODE.

OH MY GOD.

OH MY GOD.

...

OH MY GOD.

eta:. Okay ( Spoilers )

I was going to do a post of "Things I Hope Happen/Don't Happen on Tonight's 'Who" and then I realised in the next half hour I have to shower, wash my favourite jeans for London, have some food because I was just busy reading Interworld to care that I was hungry earlier and then fill the remaining ten seconds with squee. So basically I'm just going to take whatever happens and be happy because Roseomg. I watched Secret Diaries of a Call Girl for you Billie Piper. Do not let me down by being anything less than awesome.

Things to do, 'Who to watch. Yay!

TV tonight? Has made me a happy bunny. Beyond words.

Doctor Who was exactly as awesome as the supremely awesome trailer and then had sprinkles of fantasticness on top. I may implode waiting for next week. Am too hot and too-much-cider-on-top-of-no-food giddy to write anything coherent right now, other than omg that was more awesome than anything. Right up there with Blink and all the other superb episodes.

Am giddy with glee. Who! I love you so much when you are on top of your game, because you are truly fantastic. Now just don't screw up the second part as you have been known to do. Don't you dare.

Also I actually voted on I'd Do Anything for the first time. For the first time ever on any of these shows, I think (I might've voted for Lee last year but I don't think I ever got round to it). The lady who says "You have voted for Jessie!" has an Irish accent. It was very cute and vaguely hilarious.

Also, I hope Gwion is the Oliver if we do go to see the finished musical. I may have spent ten weeks laughing at his accent but he makes a really, really, really fantastic Oliver. I loved him singing with Jessie so much that I rewound it and watched it again. Aw.

On an unrelated note of happiness, it's finally far enough into summer for all the trees outside my window to be green and, my favourite, bright yellow. There's a dove sitting in the yellow one which is catching the last sun and is all lit up. My parents are going on holiday tomorrow morning and I'll have the house to myself for a whole week, which makes up for having to catch the bus every day. I actually don't hate work right now. I am a great big bubble of happiness.

Though it's entirely possible that it's the cider talking. Mmmm.

Firstly, happy belated birthday to scoobydumblonde! Sorry I didn't say it yesterday; we got home late from Hay-on-Wye. Hope my package got there in time because I didn't post it until last Monday. I didn't forget! Hope you had a good day. :)

Secondly some squee with - I don't know if this is even a spoiler because surely tribesmen who speak only in grunts and live in remote mountain caves know this now but I'm sure someone will shout at me if I don't cut it - ( spoilers for the latest Doctor Who trailer )

I originally wanted to squee over Jessie still being in I'd Do Anything because I knew she'd be out if she was in the sing-off and I was so inanely happy when she wasn't but Doctor Who awesome distracted me. Still, yay! I'm sad Rachel went out though because I really think she would've made a better Nancy than Samantha. I think they might have problems if Samantha gets it, I really do. Just- little things. Like she smiles when they're singing the losers out at the end, always always smiles while everyone else cries. And she gets left out of hugs sometimes and she's smug and she shouts the songs sometimes, only they never say that to her. And I think I'm a little disillusioned about Barrowman by this point, because he does fawn over Samantha regardless of how good she's been that week, whereas Jessie has been consistently put down rather than supported. I'm glad votes backed me up with Samantha this week, finally, because I was starting to wonder if it was just me.

I've stolen the father's laptop for this (the only computer in the house that reliably connects to our pathetic internet right now; I am not amused) and he's making angry noises, so all I will say about Hay-on-Wye is that I bought twelve books in less than two days, we went to a fantastic circus and I loved it, even when the woman was driving me nuts. Have to go back again, if not next year then the year after. Preferably without a parent in tow and lots of money.

...I think that covers most things. Except, I really need a new laptop. One that doesn't hate our crappy internet. -_-