“Let’s just call it a sort of dream.” […] How did it go? The dream version.”- hello, dream theories explaining The Final Problem. ;) More links to this in my Extremis parallels, but see this for an example of many related dream thoughts. Not to mention that when Penny asks Bill how the dream version went, Bill recounts their date being gatecrashed and an altogether unsuccessful affair… #tromjas in The Final Problem. ;)
The transition of the Doctor opening the TARDIS door to end up in the plane is visually similar to Sherlock opening “Eurus’” door in “Musgrave Hall” and the door transforming to the cockpit door in the plane.
Agrofuel- no not Agra ;)- Research looks visually similar to the Baskerville labs.
The lab’s CCTV being hacked… hacking in general is a common theme in Sherlock, most explicitly with Craig the Hacker in The Six Thatchers/ “Moriarty” hacking every TV screen with the Miss Me message- and also in The Reichenbach Fall, when each security system is ‘hacked’ by Moriarty and surveillance is placed in 221B.
The Doctor: “Sending us a message. Bring it.” Compare with Sherlock tweeting #221Bringit in The Six Thatchers- first noted here.
Everyone’s phones displaying the time 11:57. The 57 is a recurring important number in both Sherlock and Doctor Who- see, for example, this post by @mollydobby for how the two can link.
Speaking of time… “3 minutes to midnight. The Doomsday Clock.” To quote Mycroft, “tick tock, tick tock.” ;) For thoughts on Sherlock and time, see 13th Hour= The Impossible Time. Also “every clock in the world” displays the same time just as “every television screen in the country” displays Moriarty’s ‘Did you miss me?’ message in His Last Vow.
The Doctor: “Impossible to set a trap without making a self-portrait about your own weaknesses.” Compare with Irene’s comment in A Scandal in Belgravia: “You know the funny thing about a disguise, Mr Holmes? However hard you try, it’s always a self-portrait.”
The Doctor saying: “Thank you for playing the big pyramid game.”= Moriarty saying “Welcome to the final problem”, like it’s a game show format. See here andherefor why that and other breaking the fourth wall moments mean that The Final Problem and series 4 in general shouldn’t be taken at face value.
Happy long weekend Sunday y’all!! FYI I’m killing it today, yo.
Dog-sitting my grand-pup this weekend while my girl and her bf are in Chicago. He’s adorable but also super spazzy. I swear he has springs in his feet.
Of course my Lucy and Watson (the grand-pup) have to both sleep with me and they decided it was super spazzy play time at 8am today. At least it wasn’t 6am.
So 8am, wide awake, go to the kitchen, remembered I’m out of coffee. This is a serious crisis. I’m very angry with lazy Saturday afternoon me for not getting to the store for coffee.
Decide I’ll run to Timmy Ho’s, get in the car, and figure I might as well just go to the grocery store for coffee. Get to grocery store, figure I might as well just get all the groceries I need. Was back home by 9:10am. All before having my coffee. Killing it, part 1.
Started coffee, while waiting washed all my dishes, hard boiled some eggs and cleaned the fruit I just bought. Killing it, part 2.
Finally, an hour and a half after waking up, poured my coffee, the sweet nectar of life, and sat down to do my lesson for the day (doing a Self-healing program thing). It was super good today, had some good reflection. Killing it, part 3.
Pour cup #2 of coffee, head outside with the puppers to sit on my swing, as I’m sitting down with mug in hand, Watson decides he absolutely must be on me immediately and jumps into my arm holding the mug, sending coffee all over. This causes me to lose a Killing it point.
Refill mug, head back to swing, sit down intact. Relaxation commences. Killing it point recovered.
So here it is, noon on Sunday and I’m like “what?? It’s only noon??”
Life lessons from an underachiever: set your expectations low, people, then it’s easy to overshoot them and feel accomplished.
I get a lot of steps in during the week — thanks to my commute — but now I’m getting into the habit of doing some an exercises in the morning. And next week, I’m going to get back into running. I will never be as badass as you marathon runners, but I think I can manage a few miles on Saturdays and Sundays. That’s all I have time for unfortunately, since I leave at 7 am and get back at 9 pm.
loud af, super fun, changes the music and dances by themselves, sometimes a bit of a dick (in the BEST WAY POSSIBLE), makes everyone dance with them, the one usually to come up with an idea to ride down a hill on some cardboard they found (SO FUN), probs will steal a sign
probs drunk eating or hanging out in the kitchen, always on the look out for food or a snuggle, really well dressed and presented, super touchy and affectionate (often they're not super affectionate), SUPER giggly lmao, almost a mom-friend but if you're not a CLOSE friend they rly will not give a fuck, will very likely take off their clothes bc they feel so restricted
giggly as hell, absolute SHIT talker, could probably win a debate with their confidence when drunk, tends to like run away, ditzy and off the planet entirely, somehow manages to talk with everyone at the party, doesn't really remember their names, accidentally flirty but only bc they are on their own level
Super mom-friend if you're a close pal, will not give a fuck if you're not close, really loves food, tends to be super fun and captivating, really social and flirty, doesn't take it anywhere though so when it gets more than flirty they kinda just... leave that situation, can get offended rly quickly but also as quickly is laughing in the centre of the room
the organiser, lights up the party when they walk in, everyone is playing drinking games around them, always dressed on-POINT, laughs really loud, NEVER empty handed, always chatting to a group of people really animatedly, will find/swap clothes with someone by the end of the night, first one to get everyone to do shots for the night, forward rolls away from a bad convo, life of the party
tries to look after everyone at first, makes sure they're comfortable, really sweet and caring, then gets absolutely smashed, talks shit and gets super direct, tells people they're wrong and corrects them in a hilarious way, doesn't shut up when they get started, makes sure everyone is super drunk and having fun, will be the one to hold back hair even if they just threw up
will touch EVERYTHING, super flirty and huggy, friends with everyone in a charming way, has control of the music ALWAYS and will complain when it's shit, somehow has everyone's details by the end of the night, HILARIOUS, talks really fast when they get excited, makes people chug their drinks and starts a chant off, usually ends up hooking up with someone at the end of a night
magnetic as hell, super dark and sarcastic at the beginning, cynical and observes, then decides who the fun people are at a party and gets LOOSE AS HELL, seductive and a smooth talker, will definitely bring someone home with them, gets someone's number, dances on the tables, sings/raps a song surprisingly perfectly, charming and witty, super funny
omg life of the party with leo rising, does literally their own thing 100% of the time, gets on their own buzz entirely, makes a brand new friend group and runs off with them during the night, might just run off in general, makes a speech early in the night, makes the FUNNIEST jokes, can talk about politics and also absolutely nothing within the same conversation, always with a drink
witty and observant at first, then comes out of their shell and a completely different side to them emerges, will leave mid convo if it's boring, is sarcastic and loud, starts running around and somehow gets the energy of 5 billion condensed suns, gets really confident, speaks and laughs loudly
SOCIAL AS HELL, big arms and wild movements, always dresses so uniquely and cool, deeply involved in all drinking games, always ends up scoring more alcohol somehow (it's often given to them), takes a heap of selfies but immediately deletes them if they look slightly bad, will not ever stop talking
absolutely wildly silly, laughing super hard on one side, and then mid-conversation sprints into another bc they like what they're talking about more, sometimes has a break where they suddenly get sad or mad, but then immediately reverts back to their cloud 9 state, gets a shitload of energy, meets everyone in the party and almost immediately forgets their name, always gets super drunk, passes out, wakes up and keeps going