Happy Fourth, everyone! I seem to have come across a spare bit of time and nothing in particular to do with it, so it must be time for me to overanalyze some television.
( In which I harsh my own squee. (Doctor Who spoilers, what a surprise.) )
In conclusion: Dear Moffat, Minus Eleventy Billion! Plus Ten Billion, Nine Hundred Ninety-Nine Thousand, Nine Hundred and Eighty One. That gives you a plus or minus three for the season, which I think, given the circumstances, is very fair. You're lucky I like you, because you're proving to be a very dangerous driver.
( In which I harsh my own squee. (Doctor Who spoilers, what a surprise.) )
In conclusion: Dear Moffat, Minus Eleventy Billion! Plus Ten Billion, Nine Hundred Ninety-Nine Thousand, Nine Hundred and Eighty One. That gives you a plus or minus three for the season, which I think, given the circumstances, is very fair. You're lucky I like you, because you're proving to be a very dangerous driver.
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