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I'M IN LOVE I'M IN LOVE I'M IN LOVE I'M IN LOVE I'M IN LOVE WITH A WONDERFUL GUY!

I have fallen hard for the Doctor, sine qua non, in all of his various faces and haircuts and scarves. Yes, okay, particularly Ten(nant), for his big eyes and his white sneaks and his grin that can KILL A PERSON, but I promise you, those who are quick to waggle your fingers at me and peg me a Johnny-come-lately (and of course I am, thank you Russell T Davies), I'd love him if he looked like a tomato as long as he retained his arrogant, womanizing, brilliant, timeless, sarcastic, bitter, playboy, reckless, insensitive, lothario ways.

GIP. And

slodwick has even promised me a layout. I've never had an LJ layout before, and I been around since July of ought-one. BUT I'M IN LOVE.

And, okay. I say this not only to stake my claim (and yes, you all were here first, and I'm not here to impose, or challenge, or threaten) but mostly because not since Josh Lyman have I been this in love with someone so unfortunately fictional. Talk about bad object-choices. Aching craving till a TARDIS shows up in my living room. And sex dreams! PINSTRIPED SEX DREAMS.

But, it promises to be fun, at least for me. Oh. And there's fic happening. Um, gen sort of womanizer-Doctor-centric, with Rose and Mickey. Yeah.

"School Reunion," I think, was my favorite, and then "The Lady in the Fireplace" came and knocked me off my feet. I maintain TLitF might be the best episode of anything, artistically, technically, narratively, erotically, dramatically, visually, ever. HOT, if you'll pardon the expression, DAMN.