Pancakes really are glorious. GLORIOUS! You can't go wrong with pancakes! You don't even understand how dramatic writing this makes me feel as I write to "I Am the Doctor" BBC soundtrack. It's just the most awesome sauce dramatic instrumental piece EVAR. I could write about anything to that song and feel like I'm retelling tales of epic battles and saving the whole of reality from genocidal aliens.
I'm going to make River Song's diary and write in it and mix up all the entries, so it looked like I traveled through time and wrote shtuff down on different dates. Then, I will give it to my children and tell them epic tales about how mommy traveled in the Time Vortex and saved random squirrels from certain death. I'm going to have the nerdiest children ever, you know. If I have a daughter, she will be raised to idolize Padme Amidala, Alex Kingston and Katniss Everdeen instead of Kirsten Stewart and God knows what pathetic pop star. Screw Barbie, I'm getting my daughter a ray gun and blueprints for turning a refrigerator box into a T.A.R.D.I.S. or Millennium Falcon.
I just had a donut. It was glorious. Absolutely glorious. Nothing like a good donut. Or a bowtie. Bowties are cool.
Love and glorious soundtracks,
Victory
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