What · the · Hell, · John · Simm?

wendymr

Beta:  dark_aegis

Originally written for the hearts_in_time RUN Ficathon, for ameretrifle; her prompts will appear at the end.

Chapter 1: Anomalous  l  Chapter 2: Separation 

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cheerful

And in all the ones they’d spent apart.

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calm

( Tiny spoiler ) I want fic based on that scene! :)

A Stephen Moffat episode in two weeks, yay!

The weekend had an inauspicious start; with me and a friend of mine out at Best Buy purchasing a new mouse for my PC. When we came back out to his car to drive back to his place it was dead as Mike Hooley in Blackpool and what started as a brief errand turned into a grand adventure of car-cleaning and tow-truck-arrival-for-an-hour-anticipating and broken-umbrella-wrangling and a decision that it really, really was time for a new car (he'd actually been actively shopping for one for the past couple weeks). So, after many shenanigans (someone had to come get me, drive me to my car, so I could meet him at the dealership to where his car was being towed, so we could empty it out and put all the stuff in mine and get home, etc), there we were in a parking lot, 10:30pm, looking for all the world like a couple of furtive thieves, transferring garbage bags of loot and/or booty from one car to the next.

In the course of this (which, by the way, imagine trying to pack 7 years' worth of junk from a giant SUV into a wee little Dodge Neon), I was cleaning out all the change from the console. Seven years and probably a hundred plus dollars worth of it. Which he instructed me to put in a ziploc bag, and so I did, and carried it carefully to the back bumper, where it sat while we hefted out a few dozen water bottles and what appeared to be Paddington Bear (!), and then I picked up the bag to carry it over and thought "this is awfully light" at the same time I heard the distinctive metallic rush-and-clatter of coins pouring onto the pavement. And rolling everywhere. Towards the street, under cars, you name it. We both just sat there staring for a moment, as the last few coins spun sadly and slowly down to rest, and then laughed for about five minutes straight.

And that's how I ended up climbing under cars after quarters in the middle of the night, on my hands and knees in a Ford dealership lot, half of me wondering why the police hadn't been called on us for suspicious behavior, and the other half wondering whether I was ever going to get the axle grease out of my white oxford shirt. (Hey, I paid nine whole dollars for it in the Boys' department at Wal-Mart)

Things improved markedly yesterday (though, in truth, Friday night wasn't dreadful so much as ridiculous). I installed the mouse, the problem with magically closing IE windows appears to be solved, I watched David Tennant read some lucky woman's mind (HOW COME THAT NEVER HAPPENS TO ME?), I got tickets for my sister and myself to the American Idols concert, and I watched "The Unicorn And The Wasp". About which I have two words:

Harvey Wallbanger.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I ♥ this show.

Today I've enjoyed some Moonstruck chocolate (thank you thank you oh thank you jlrpuck), an afternoon nap, an update on the Eggleston/Cracksicoriofallipatorious Project; and now here I am, happily enjoying the Internets and preparing to do some major catching-up with the f-list. Hooray!

I hope everyone's weekend is a wonderful one.

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peaceful

1. I think the latest episode of Doctor Who ("The Unicorn and the Wasp") might very well be my favorite of the season so far. Which is, for now, all I'll say about that.

2. My Red Sox totally smashed Bill's Brewers yesterday. Go team!

3. Bill is making spaghetti sauce for dinner tonight. And tomorrow. And Wednesday. Yay for freezers. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that it's another pepper sauce. Mmm, pepper sauce.

4. I also made a chocolate pie for dessert after spaghetti. Mmm, chocolate pie.

5. I went estate saleing yesterday for the first time in about a month - nothing interesting at all. It was a fairly disappointing experience; plus, there was traffic. Maybe this Saturday will be better.

6. I got my hair cut yesterday - it's shorter (above my shoulders) again, and the stylist didn't even touch my bangs. Which makes me think - since they're pretty long at the moment - that perhaps I shouldn't just give up, grow up, and let 'em grow out. Eek! No bangs for the first time in what has to be 20 years - I said this to Bill, and all I received in return was a blank look. Men do not understand the importance of hair.

7. Have been playing with the new gallery like mad. It doesn't look half bad, but it's still sort of sparse.

8. I posted the fifth chapter of One Day here and on Teaspoon. My regular reviewers on Teaspoon (and I do have them, there's TWO of them) seem to have disappeared. Either I've lost their interest (hope not) or they've been scared away by the utter slowness of Teaspoon uploading at the moment. I just wish, if Teaspoon needed help, they'd ask.

runriggers

Part of the Crossroads series
Part One: Reflections
Part Two: One Day, Chapters One ~ Two ~ Three ~ Four

Story Summary: One year after the events of Reflections, Rose Tyler and the Doctor continue to travel the galaxy, relaxing into an easy camaraderie (punctuated by kisses), but they don’t realize that time is catching up to them – and it will do so all in the course of a very long day.

Chapter Five: Mister Paralogginstrainosmitt ....The Doctor may talk about Rule One, but he’s very bad at following it.

This is incredibly random, but is it weird how excited (and frankly jealous) I am, due to the fact that
David has a mug with his own initials on it!

It pops up on confidential every once in a while, and it always makes me smile!
So strange that, I’m looking into buying one with DT on it... :)
Also - Sorry if nobody else finds this as interesting as me BTW :(

From http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2008/05/not-really-about-anything.html

"I know that David Tennant's Hamlet isn't till July. And lots of people are going to be doing Dr Who in Hamlet jokes, so this is just me getting it out of the way early, to avoid the rush...

"To be, or not to be, that is the question. Weeelll.... More of A question really. Not THE question. Because, well, I mean, there are billions and billions of questions out there, and well, when I say billions, I mean, when you add in the answers, not just the questions, weeelll, you're looking at numbers that are positively astronomical and... for that matter the other question is what you lot are doing on this planet in the first place, and er, did anyone try just pushing this little red button?"

There. Thanks. Sorry about that."

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It was me! I did it! Over at my journal.

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