The more I surf the Doctor Who tag, the more I want to re-watch Nine. … I get to it and then I start babbling and crying over Rose and I can’t.
I feel as if I should be okay about this all ready. But le sigh, I am not.
Also, I just realized that I never thought of Billie Piper as beautiful in the beginning
- and then BAM! All of a sudden she’s this unobtainable force of gorgeous and I can’t contain myself. I think it happened the moment she danced with The Doctor.
I saw her and was blown away. And now, I can’t get her out of my head. Of course, anytime I see her, I start to tear up. I even get upset if someone says “Rose” and I want to start yelling: “Don’t talk about my Rose.”
The last character that made me this upset was Molly from A Summer to Die. I’d cry at the mention of the name for the longest time - I work with dogs. Do you know how many Molly’s are out there? Fish called Mollies. … They thought I was crazy.
Perhaps I am crazy. I don’t suppose that would be a bad thing.
Anyway, I want to re-watch Nine’s timeline - which will always me be my favourite for so many reasons, but Hell, I can’t even re-watch Ten without going crazy. I’m not even done with Ten and I know it’s gonna suck. Plus, I’m on the rag, so I can’t watch any Doctor Who at all. Makes me too emotional all ready and then with raging lady hormones, it’s so not happening.
What was I saying? I kinda just want to watch The Empty Child & The Doctor Dances. It’s nice and creepy plus John Barrowman. … John Barrowman is not creepy. … That paragraph is made of failure. Sweet, succulent failure.
I’m gonna go back to script writing.