My two cents on you-know-what...

The thing is, we all saw this coming.  I'm as big a Tennant fangirl as the next, but I like to think I'm sort of reasonable about it, you know?  This is the girl who KNITTED A DOLLY OF HIM OKAY, and after my initial reaction of DDDDD: (and I believe that's a direct quote) I've almost immediately reached "Yup."

Because I love skinny little geeky Tennant a lot.  A lot a lot.  But the Tenth Doctor was starting to get on my last nerve.  It wasn't Tennant himself, either.  It was DAVROS I CAN SAVE YOU (aka the moment I first wanted to strangle Ten) and the entire episode The Doctor's Daughter and, you know.  I mean, we all knew the Doctor would be regenerating sometime, and now that we're moving into Moffland, why not?  I trust my show to stay awesome, because it's not the David Tennant show, you guys.  And David Tennant is EXTREMELY capable of playing other characters.  Stalk his career.  I know I will.

Proof that I've been raising an eyebrow at Ten's saintiness for quite some time.

DAVID TENNANT DID NOT DIE.  HE WILL DO MORE THINGS.  AND THOSE FOUR YEARS OF SHOW STILL EXIST.  IT'S GONNA BE OKAY.

Also... there's always the possibility of my super genius idea coming true. 

PS ALSO PLEASE DON'T LET JOHNSON FROM PEEP SHOW BE THE NEXT DOCTOR JUST BECAUSE HE'S ALREADY BEEN IN AN EPISODE AND THAT WOULD BE STRANGE.

Last thing!  For anyone who's worried...
Okay, listen.  The first "regeneration" upset me muchly because it RUINED his giant Rose reunion of lurve.  But I'm okay with this one.

Second, look at the way I reacted to losing Eccles.  See that?  See what I've become now?  Those lovely telly folk will take good care of us, don't worry.  


It's gonna be okay, flist.  It's gonna be okay.

Ughhh.

With Russell Brand and David Tennant news I should be unhappy, but I'm okay.

And, if you were wondering, my Granny's funeral wasn't yesterday because my uncles are ridiculous and would rather her be a vegetable than happy.  And then all of a sudden I'm hearing that she's responsive, that she's off the medication, and that it looks like she might make it.  Which blew my mind.

Also, I don't know if I've mentioned this, but I was watching Peep Show when I first found out she was in the hospital.  And then the next time I watched Peep Show I got the text about how she was going to die that day and the funeral would be Wednesday.  Which convinced me that Peep Show is trying to kill my Granny.

Except last night I was like 'that's so silly. I'm gonna watch Peep Show tonight because I love it and it's funny and superstition is silly.  Also my Granny is doing much better.'  And I watched Peep Show and it was hilarious.

And today I got a sudden text that said at 5:30, in about ten minutes, they're pulling the plug.  And the funeral will be Saturday.

PEEP SHOW IS TRYING TO KILL MY GRANNY.


And it's horrible and I love her, but I spent the whole weekend crying and I know she'd be happier just moving on.  She's eighty-eight and life has been really tough on her, but she stayed awesome the whole time.  So all these things are happening, various levels of sad and flipping traumatic (Tennant and Russell Brand are in the first category, by the way) but I'm okay.  I just hope my ridiculous uncles are okay too.

Lastly, my Mighty Boosh live DVD came in the mail today.  My suspicions were confirmed: my DVD player is NOT region free (though it was advertised as such) which helped bum me out.  But then I found some freeware that helped me unlock the DVD, so I'm watching it in GOMplayer right now while I type this.  There's nothing like the hilarity of the Boosh to keep you from succumbing to misery.

Clearly I'm just a naturally cheery person.  I don't get whiny and miserable, I just get... quiet.  Vaguely glum.