It's been a long time, and between the end of this season of Doctor Who and my abominable life, there hasn't been much to say. This morning I woke up from dreams of said Doctor (escapism? surely not!) and I thought - it must be time to make myself heard, even if it is early in the morning. I wish I had a whole morning to just sit and play Robot Unicorn Attack. Alas. Coffee and work will have to suffice.
(Maybe also that cardboard cutout of the Tenth Doctor)
So my dear and unfortunate reader, may your week bring, at least, a few hours of Robot Unicorn Attack and some silly eighties sitcom. Perfect Strangers? It'll do.