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Don't answer the question, Doctor.
So, with nothing life wise to talk about, I’m going to babble about “Doctor Who.” I recently finished up the sixth season, which was pretty good. I kind of figured the Doctor would find a way to avoid his death, but the writers sure had fun bringing all the doom and gloom into the finale. In fact, both the fifth and sixth seasons were darker all around. I loved them (of course), but I think the first four seasons were better. Not just because Russell T. Davies had a big hand in them, but because I really enjoyed Tennant and Eccleson’s Doctors. Matt Smith is excellent, but as much as I like his comedic behavior, it does get a little tiring at times.
I’ve got one more X-Mas special to watch (thanks, Xfinity!) and then a program of “Doctor Who” fan favorites, which should be interesting. After that, it’s just a matter of going through and watching all the extras. Probably not the commentaries, at least not yet. There’s quite a number of them. ^^; The Confidentials are always really entertaining, I about laughed my butt off at the bus which was damaged in shipment. I’m going to miss watching “Doctor Who” because I’ve been progressively watching it since October. Over two full months of entertainment. *sniffs* Ah well, I’ll stalk the show and when more is made, I will watch it.
I try really hard not to whine, but dammit, I’m sick of IBS. There are times I don’t quite make it in time, and I hate having to deal with the aftermath. I’ve gone back to guzzling ginger ale because the medication doesn’t stop all the stomach pain anymore. Food really doesn’t enter into it; my body just seems to want to torture me for no reason. I’d kill it, but I sort of need it to live. Anyway, that’s all for now. Off to eat dinner.
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