I am a girl-person who likes nerdy-person things.
Joss Whedon and George R. R. Martin walk into a bar. Everybody you love dies,
Then Steven Moffat walks in. Everybody comes back to life without explanation, re-affirms their heterosexuality, flirts with the main character and the feminist movement is set back 50 years
lord grant me the strength to accept the plot lines i cannot change
courage to continue to watch the show
and wisdom to remember i am not a member of the psychotic part of the fandom
I will fear no canon. For Thou art with me. Thy fanfic and thy meta, they comfort me
Grinding the Coli a little before bed and I got an actual crate with treasure!