i’ve wanted to write this down for a while now, but things have been completely insane. a few weeks ago i made one of the hardest decisions of my life (so far) and accepted an invitation to serve as a volunteer in the peace corps.
so, i unexpectedly ended up watching the entire opening ceremony for the olympics. like all five hours. what. also, i’m slightly heartbroken because the only doctor who reference was the TARDIS vworp during bohemian rhapsody. i mean, i didn’t really expect david tennant to light the cauldron, but there could have been something else.
maybe i’ll watch some doctor who while i finish packing for new york…
it will be my first time in new york, ever. i’m so excited i can’t even function. we’re staying in times square and visiting brooklyn and manhattan throughout the weekend. sure, we have some touristy things planned, but i’m more excited to explore and discover awesome, hidden places within the cities. plus, i get to frolic in the park and drink with chelsea tomorrow, which i’m also incredibly excited for.
oh, and did i mention…I’M GOING TO A DOCTOR WHO BAR?! I CAN’T EVEN. I MUST DRINK ALL THE DOCTOR WHO DRINKS AND GEEK OUT OVER THE TARDIS AND ALL THE DOCTOR WHO THINGS IN THE BAR.
i’m feeling super lazy today, so all i want to do is rewatch series six of doctor who and finish the hollow crown once henry v airs.
also, I’M GOING TO NEW YORK NEXT WEEKEND. i’m freaking out, especially since i somehow convinced my friends to go to the way station (doctor who bar in brooklyn) with me. they’re probably going to think i’m insane once we get to the bar - i’m half expecting to walk in, scream “TARDIS,” and start flailing - but i don’t even care.
n. the inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like—as if all your social tastebuds suddenly went numb, leaving you unable to distinguish cheap politeness from the taste of genuine affection, unable to recognize its rich and ambiguous flavors, its long and delicate maturation, or the simple fact that each tasting is double-blind.
and it actually made me cry, which never happens. i’ve been a soccer player since i was four and a manutd supporter most of my life, so seeing the portrayal of the devastation from the munich air disaster hit me pretty hard. well, that and some other personal soccer feels i have, but i won’t bring those up here.
also, DAVID TENNANT AND JACK O’CONNELL. dear god, they were amazing in the film.