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Two metafictional concepts that I will not be exploring despite their inherent coolness:
1) [out of the routine authorial "who to kill off?" discussion with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
penwiper26] The Machine gives Finch and Reese the number of a writer, who it turns out is about to murder a fictional character of his/her own creation. (Could be a "Castle" crossover; maybe Castle's about to finish off the Nikki Heat series with a bang?)
2) [my dear husband came up with this one] The Doctor makes an emergency landing at Downton Abbey, preferably somewhere in the middle of the second season, because ALIENS HAVE STOLEN THE PLOT.
(They have apparently not given it back yet. Or they've killed off the writers and replaced them with fish custard. Sorry, but even a weekly dose of Maggie Smith is not getting me to watch more of season three than the initial two-parter.)
What I did watch last night, since I apparently have the Cold That Will Not Die (or possibly three different colds, since it's hit in waves since Dec. 23 when it started, this last one being the worst by far) and ran out of both brain and energy by dinnertime, was several of the early Eleven episodes, while tucked up wearing my gift of Fourth Doctor over-the-knee socks. (I feel like a fake, since I've seen some of the Fourth Doctor episodes but by no means all and am really a New Who fan exclusively. But they are cool, with a skirt especially. And perhaps a bow tie.)
Still struggling with the "What the hell, Reese?" portion of the "Sparrow" sequel (perhaps it would help if I came up with a title).
1) [out of the routine authorial "who to kill off?" discussion with
penwiper26] The Machine gives Finch and Reese the number of a writer, who it turns out is about to murder a fictional character of his/her own creation. (Could be a "Castle" crossover; maybe Castle's about to finish off the Nikki Heat series with a bang?)2) [my dear husband came up with this one] The Doctor makes an emergency landing at Downton Abbey, preferably somewhere in the middle of the second season, because ALIENS HAVE STOLEN THE PLOT.
(They have apparently not given it back yet. Or they've killed off the writers and replaced them with fish custard. Sorry, but even a weekly dose of Maggie Smith is not getting me to watch more of season three than the initial two-parter.)
What I did watch last night, since I apparently have the Cold That Will Not Die (or possibly three different colds, since it's hit in waves since Dec. 23 when it started, this last one being the worst by far) and ran out of both brain and energy by dinnertime, was several of the early Eleven episodes, while tucked up wearing my gift of Fourth Doctor over-the-knee socks. (I feel like a fake, since I've seen some of the Fourth Doctor episodes but by no means all and am really a New Who fan exclusively. But they are cool, with a skirt especially. And perhaps a bow tie.)
Still struggling with the "What the hell, Reese?" portion of the "Sparrow" sequel (perhaps it would help if I came up with a title).
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Date: 2013-01-15 12:36 am (UTC)From:Hope you feel better soon!
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Date: 2013-01-15 12:44 pm (UTC)From:Thanks!