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Lately, when I can't get my brain to work for other things, I start working on my epic Doctor Who timeline... thingy. Because I like having a reference for my canon, and as it is, everything I need is all scattered around the internet. So I'm... collating.
I just got stuck in the 1980s. For, like, two and a half hours. GAH.
I'm gonna go... write... now. Or do something that's not staring at dates and episode titles.
(As a note, 1973 was not a good year for the Master. Although not quite as embarrassing as the year before that, which is when the plastic daffodils come into play. ...God, I would HOPE he finds that embarrassing. Master, THIS IS WHY YOU ALWAYS LOSE.)
I just got stuck in the 1980s. For, like, two and a half hours. GAH.
I'm gonna go... write... now. Or do something that's not staring at dates and episode titles.
(As a note, 1973 was not a good year for the Master. Although not quite as embarrassing as the year before that, which is when the plastic daffodils come into play. ...God, I would HOPE he finds that embarrassing. Master, THIS IS WHY YOU ALWAYS LOSE.)