16.6.08

Well...

The party wasn't nearly as bad as I thought. I avoided the people who drive me crazy and so kept my temper (plus I was on a LOT of ibuprofen.) Most of the people at the party were people I actually wanted to speak to, so that was a benefit.

My left hand is giving me trouble and I'm going to see the doctor today.

When I got back yesterday, I got my hands on the latest Who episode. Don't read if you don't want to know.

Next week Rose is coming back. Last week we watched the Doctor's future wife/bondmate/lover fry herself to save 4,022 people in the Library. So you would have assumed that this week, the little one-offer would be kind of missed in between.

It could have been a disaster. And the whole reason it wasn't was David Tennant. Again.

The man has proved himself capable in more ways than one. There's banging on the door. The lights go out. Then this woman is suddenly repeating what everyone says. Annoying, strangely terrifying. Then the Doctor can't seem to get the terrified humans to listen to him (a first. Usually they just go along with what he says).

So with the humans suddenly turning on the Doctor and threatening to toss his clever, gorgeous self out of the airlock, the Doctor runs back to the repeating woman on the floor and in trying to solve the problem gets himself repeating everything SHE says. And she's not exactly herself anymore.

There's the Doctor, a terrified look plastered on his face, unable to move, blink, or speak anything but what she says (and she starts advocating chucking him out of the airlock, too). So when she says, "Toss him out," he says it, too, which makes it sound like somebody's acquired a death wish.

And you know he's aware enough to fight the thing, because at one point as he's being dragged towards the airlock to his apparent demise one of his trainers hooks around one of the seats, trying to stop them dragging him out. And his eyes are moving a bit by that point, too, and all they are is really, really terrified.

Ooh. He doesn't even save himself this time. And we don't know what almost tried to promote the rest of the humans tossing him out the door into oblivion.

The episode ends without you knowing what the hell was going on, and of course the trailer has a body on a stretcher covered with a sheet and then a hand falls...and IT'S HIM BECAUSE THE SONIC SCREWDRIVER HITS THE GROUND.

Oh, hell. He's going to DIE next week.

Only three more episodes till the end of the season. Geeking out here.

Think I'll go watch Midnight again, if only to freak out all over again.

Ta,
Bec

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