The Wedding of River Song

I've finally seen "The Wedding of River Song," and let me tell you I think I enjoyed that finale better than last season's finale. True, it was quite predictable (if anyone couldn't guess wot the question was, I'm surprised), a bit repetitive (if I hear anyone say 'it must be done! time is disintegrating!" one more time I will stab them) and a slight cop out (still don't know his name, thought apparently silence will fall if that's said, we've been prepared for him to die and they introduce the thing that will prevent that half-way through the season, etc.), but the moments of humour were great, the Silence were sufficiently creepy, and his desperation to remain alive was quite on point.

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So, this is basically how I feel right now: 

for several reasons. First and foremost, the whole actually being graduate from college has begun to sink in nice and steady, and, most surprisingly, it isn't an unpleasant sinking in. True, I might have cheated a little bit due to the fact that I'm just continuing with my Master's, but still...graduating is graduating. Secondly, we've almost completely moved into our new, much spacier and prettier, apartment, while still managing to remain in the city. And thirdly, I'm finished building my bed and putting all the covers on and I've also built my bookshelf and arranged more than half of my books on it. The room itself is being cleared out more and more each day which also makes me happy and makes me realize how much nicer it is. All that's missing is a slight personal touch to the walls/some decor, but it's been less than a week so I'm not worried about that.

Good times, right? I can't wait till we're fully settled in/have the wall built so my lovely Viking has a room of his own. I feel like then, summer will really start. Until that moment, it wont feel real...because that sense that there's still so much to do looms (as opposed to just hangs) over the whole apartment. But this means I should be on more regularly, sharing wonders of the world, by next week. You can admit it, you missed me.

Till then, I leave you with a personal favourite.

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The world doesn't end

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We all know how I feel about this particular phrase/concept, so I'll leave you with a contended /sigh

Happy Doctor

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I know I say this frequently, but I think it is worthy of being repeated: I love him.

Babies and knitting and space, oh my!

I'm an aunt!
          My brother's wife gave birth to my (clearly) first nephew two days ago. I didn't think that just knowing the baby existed would cause me to have an emotional upheaval, but I almost started sobbing when my brother texted me telling me the baby's name/that he had come into this world. It's funny how, despite being sufficiently awed by the majesty and expanse of the universe (something that me and my mates had been discussing the previous night, actually…how awe inspiring and mind boggling even the mere thoughts of space and time and existence are, which is probably why I love shows like Doctor Who so much, because they explore the seemingly infinite boundaries of the galaxy, and beyond), something as small and fragile as a baby can still take your breath away.
          Or, you know, make you dance like a fool.

          I can't wait to actually meet him this summer(being a last semester senior in college and having an ocean, a continent, a sea (or is it gulf? Geography was never my strong suit) and a country between you and your newborn nephew kind of makes it hard to do the whole face to face introduction thing). I've decided to pick up knitting again (I stopped at two full (and rather awesome) scarves, and half a small blanket) and finish the aforementioned blanket so that I can give the baby something that will be soft and cuddly and made by hand, with love, for him. I know that after one wash, the threads will lose it's unbelievable softness, but still. It's the thought/initial touch that counts.

/shifty eyes

More perfection!

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Reason number infinity why I love the internet. I find things like this. I love that that quote resonated/stuck with more than just me (that sounds really self-centered, I realize, but I mean it in a 'I thought I was silly for feeling so deeply about it and it's nice to know I'm not' way rather than a 'I thought I was special and connected in a way with the quote that I didn't think anyone else was emotionally mature enough to understand' way) because it means that I find it being used in so many wonderful ways and I really enjoy stumbling upon the various incarnations that exist for it.

Doctors Dancing!

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This is one of the greatest things I have ever seen. Ever. If the Doctor actually danced like that, I would have died from the hilariousity (not an actual word, I know) of the image. My favourite is Nine, because he just looks really content, and like 'yeah, I can shake it.' I wish I could have this as my permanent icon, because it's so fitting, especially since she titled it "Today's The Day The Doctor Dances."
Brilliant.

Captain Jack

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We've nicknamed him "Captain Jack Hotsauce."

The first time I saw him he reminded me so much of Tom Cruise, circa Top Gun. His charm, his mannerisms, his flirtatious tendencies, even the outfit. Oh, and that smile, the wonderful wonderful smile.

Is it wrong that I love both the idea of Jack and Ianto and Jack and Gwen together? There's something about the way he is with both of them that I just love. There's a loving sweetness with Yanto, an almost protective possessive quality to the way he looks at and kisses him. With Gwen though, it's almost more like yearning, like being with her would be a fulfilment, the thing that he needs to feel complete.