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Argh. All my betas are away, in South Carolina or bloody Northumberland. Just got postcard from same from amchau. I'm glad she's having fun. So, who feels like betaing Doctor femmeslash? (I ought to finish it first. Sigh.)

In other news: Doctor/Jack/Rose ship_manifesto, by yours truly. I had entirely too much fun doing that.

And gwynnega wrote me Four/Romana II fic! Of Eros and of Dust - all evocative and beautiful and she quotes Auden, who was the only poet I read as a child, and Four is just perfect.

But mostly I am tired and bored and fairly miserable. Colleen's BIG GAY Birthday Piss-Up is tomorrow night, and it's wrong that the thought fills me with abject horror at having to stay out of bed. I am such a party animal, it kills me.

In short, I have spent all my time this week re-reading shoebox_project (downloaded as pdf, stuck onto laptop and read in bed) and watching televison.

Firstly, Lost. (Do Lost episodes have titles? Enlighten me, good people, as I will be very disappointed if they don't.) ( cut, as spoilers )

And Colleen came round yesterday afternoon, after I had limped home, and I wished her a happy birthday and fed her mayonnaise sandwiches. I had, technically, already made my contribution to her birthday present, but I wanted something to actually give her. Shopping on my own tends to make me dither, so I dithered over a TARDIS key necklace for a while, but finally settled on one of the Big Finish Unbound audio plays. Most of the Doctor Who ones seem to concern Eight, but the Unbound series comprise a set of AU scenarios, something you don't often see in professionally produced media, so I was intrigued. They're all pretty cool - what if the Doctor never left Gallifrey, what if he was an ends-justify-the-means kind of person, etc - but my favourite one was what if the Doctor escaped the justice of the Time Lords by regenerating as a woman?

As I said, probably bought it because it amused me, more than anything else (Colleen said, "Things that amuse you either amuse me too or horrify my soul," which is a fair point) and then, post-mayo, we settled down to watch the Doctor Who TV movie on Loki and nearly killed ourselves laughing.

It was a birthday present for Colleen from balthaser, who deserves canonisation for it. It was so brilliant - so beautifully shot, with Paul McGann as Eight comprising most of that beauty - which such a direful, awful script. "Why San Francisco?" I asked early on. "What reason is there for that?"

"Because it's the Doctor and the Master in the gayest city on Earth!"

The bit where Eight comes to life with Frankenstein in the background - "That's very Jesus Christ," Colleen commented.

Eight then stumbles down the corridor in tastefully positioned shroud. "That's very messianic," I agreed. He stares downwards at the broken shards of a mirror, then drops to his knees.

Later, with frock-coat, Colleen again: "He looks like he should have an opium habit."

(I crushed all the Sherlock Holmes crossover bunnies right there and then, I swear.)

So, in conclusion, Eight is amazing and emo and barmy and just utterly delightful. "These shoes! They're magnificent!" followed by "Stand aside before I shoot myself," is love. The movie as a whole is pretty dreadful (and, strangely, shorter than most Doctor Who stories) but I'm delighted that we saw it. And I should remember to listen to Big Finish on BBC7 later today.

I got The Three Doctors in the post from pinkishmew today! Thanks so much. I love fandom.

I do not love work. Tomorrow, all day. Sigh.