Have just seen Army of Ghosts.
*wibble*
WHY ISN'T IT NEXT WEEK NOW, DAMMIT!
ETA: So, I went out into the hallway to do a little dance about the awesomeness of this episode.Shut up, it's a thing I do, okay?
...And part-way through I tripped on the rug, and rolled my ankle. And had to crawl back into my bedroom.
Now my ankle is all swollen and owie and I can't put my weight on it.
I HATE YOU AND YOUR BRILLIANCE, RUSTY!
*wibble*
WHY ISN'T IT NEXT WEEK NOW, DAMMIT!
ETA: So, I went out into the hallway to do a little dance about the awesomeness of this episode.
...And part-way through I tripped on the rug, and rolled my ankle. And had to crawl back into my bedroom.
Now my ankle is all swollen and owie and I can't put my weight on it.
I HATE YOU AND YOUR BRILLIANCE, RUSTY!
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(Seriously, though, I really shouldn't be that surprised. After all those years of ballet, my ankles are, quite basically, fucked. There was a point where I couldn't go two weeks without twisting an ankle...)
And the Ghostbusters bit was WIN!
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Is it wrong that by the last five minutes, I was basically sitting on the edge of
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Though, when I was about 6 years old, I was on crutches for a while with a very severe sprain - as in, they thought it was broken until the X-ray. I suspect that may have something to do with my tendency now.
(But seriously, how fitting is it for Doctor Who fans to twist their ankles?)
Also, I'd heard the Dalek thing so many times, and from such lousy sources, that I had entirely given it away as a fake. So I literally shrieked when they turned up.