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Me: [knockknockknock] Hellooooooooo? Anyone?
Ten: [pokes nose out the door and blinks]
Me: OH, THANK GOD. I thought you were completely gone.
Ten: And you are...?
Me: Your lady and mistress, considering you are merely a manifestation of my inner creative writing muse-ish...ness. Dammit. See? You're not working. Okay, you and Rose? Outside. RIGHT NOW.
Ten: Pass, thanks.
Me: Um...can I come in then?
Ten: Pass, thanks.
Me: Well, can I at least write about what the two of you are doing in there? [tries to peer around him]
Ten: [blocks] Sorry. It's personal.
Rose: YAHTZEE!
Me: [raises eyebrow]
Rose: Your turn, Doctor!
Me: [facepalms] My muses are playing Yahtzee. No wonder I'm not getting anything done. Is it at least strip Yahtzee?
Ten: [also raises an eyebrow] What a strange thing to say.
Me: Some sort of fun bet then, maybe?
Ten: Nope. We just love Yahtzee. Well, 'love' is a strong word for it. Enjoy is more like it. 'Like?' Would 'like' be better? Yes. Yes, it would. Can anyone actually love Yatzee? Maybe the people who make it. Ooh, would they really love it, or simply love the money it makes them? A ponder for the ages.
Me: Sorry. Zoned out there for a sec. So, any fun plans after you're done with Yahtzee? Maybe I could write about that.
Ten: Loads of fun! Tea and reading in the library!
Me: Ooh! With snuggling?
Ten: No, sorry. We tried that once, but it's too hard to balance books that way. Yes, quiet reading across the room from each other is the only way to go!
Me: [SIGHS]
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Yes, quiet reading across the room from each other is the only way to go!
Can you ask Rose how she gets any reading done when she's sitting across from someone as pretty as that? XD
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It's a broccoli-based game from the NubNub Galaxy. Space broccoli, of course.
Can you ask Rose how she gets any reading done when she's sitting across from someone as pretty as that? XD
You could try asking her, but she's probably busy toasting a piece of white bread.
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lmao.
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Master: :: nods; looks over list; looks up in horror :: You want me to get what?! :: Lucy give pointed look :: Can I at least get evil ones?
Lucy: All tampons are created evil.
Master: Hmm... alright. :: goes out to do the shopping ::
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hahahahaha!
XDDDDD
Best image ever.
Re: hahahahaha!
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Master: (looking nauseous) Don't they make pills for this sort of thing?
Lucy: You're the one who insisted we didn't need birth control. "Time Lords are so much more evolved than humans! I can control my own fertility!"
Master: Yes, but this bleeding thing you do is so . . . icky.
Lucy: (unbelieving) Let me get this straight: you rattle on and on about "drowning this miserable planet in blood and entrails," but my period makes you queasy? What kind of a psychopath are you?
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We *seriously* needed more domestic insanity of the Master and Lucy. :D
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They WOULD play Yahtzee.
And you should write about it ANYWAY.
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