Oh.

So. I just finished this last season of Doctor Who. I was shrieking on the treadmill through episode twelve to the point where I ran over to the office to jump up and down and shout ( Do I really need spoiler tags? )

at darkling1 who blinked at my insanity and then clued in and laughed.

Then I watched the last episode. I don't care if this counts as spoilers. This is my honest opinion, and it's best I sum it up so I can let go of it and rant some more later about all the crazy mad love I had for this season up until the very last moments. Here it is, my reaction, honest and true:


I have never hated Ten more.


That...that bastard. No, no more. More when I get over it.

It just isn't right

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