Jun. 16th, 2008

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My dreams last night were vaguely dissatisfying. They involved trying to take an exam and keeping on messing up my papers and having to ask for new ones while the clock kept on ticking. Nothing actually got as far as happening, but when I woke up I rolled over and went back to sleep in the hope of getting some better dreams, or at least a better conclusion to the previous set.

Remembered to phone my father. The card and cake for Father's Day had arrived successfully. (I wish there was a Betty's in Leeds; it'd be convenient.)

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"Complex subtlety?" Romana snapped as she pelted along beside the Doctor, her skirts streaming behind her less dramatically, if rather more attractively, than the Doctor's scarf flapped behind him. She was coming to the conclusion, though, that crushed velvet and molecularly bonded gold-leaf trimming had been a bit of a mistake. She had also decided to regenerate herself a smaller, slightly more compact body the first chance she got, as soon as she could find a suitably elegant template. "I'd hardly call that subtle."

"I used the sonic screwdriver," said the Doctor indignantly. "Remarkably advanced Gallifreyan technology, the sonic screwdriver."

"Yes," fumed Romana. "And you used that remarkably advanced Gallifreyan technology to smash a big hole, grab the thing, and then run like Skaro."

-- Heart of Tardis, Dave Stone

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