Of This and Other Worlds

Firstly, cryptile has made me weep with laughter, first thing in the morning even.

Secondly, in the wake of all the fandom angst over the end of Doomsday and how sad it is that the Doctor has lost his Wun Twoo Wuv, I feel the need to share this comment I posted in nostalgia_lj's journal yesterday:

...the one and only time in canon we have seen the Doctor unquestionably starry-eyed, besotted, and beside himself with love was that "Good for you, Sarah Jane Smith!" scene [in School Reunion]. I mean, the way that moment was played, Ten looked like both of his hearts were going to smash right through his ribcage and gallop down the corridor after her. I could watch it all day, I swear. It makes me want to write post-SR fic in which Rose inexplicably decides to stay on Earth with K9 and Mickey while Sarah-Jane takes her place... Because Lis Sladen is JUST THAT SMASHING, y0.

So there.

Thirdly, I have ( written a script for S3 )

I expect them to start filming this very soon.

This has been nagging at me for weeks now and I just feel I have to get it off my chest.

( Dear J.J. Abrams... )

What's your primary love language? Gary Chapman's book The Five Languages of Love is not exactly earthshattering, but it does help to put relationships -- and differences between how people view relationships -- in a fresh perspective.

Me, I'm a "Words of Affirmation" person, followed closely by "Acts of Service". Not at all surprisingly, "Gifts" comes at the bottom of the list. I mean, I appreciate the thoughtfulness of those who give me gifts, but as far as I'm concerned they're an optional extra, and I'm completely hopeless at knowing how or when to give gifts myself. Encouraging the people I love verbally or doing practical things to show that I care about them comes much more naturally to me, and if somebody wants to really make me purr, a few words of praise and support and/or helping me out around the house will go a lot further than cards and flowers.

Off for my nap now.