måndag 6 augusti 2012

Nostalgi

Om man nu kan vara nostalgisk över något man faktiskt bara gillat i typ 2 månader.
Och över något så fånigt som en brittisk lågbudget-tv-serie.

Men:

"Because...I've seen him. He's...like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night and the storm in the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the centre of time and he can see the turn of the universe...
And he's wonderful."

"Once upon a time there was a story, an old story, probably, perhaps nine hundred years old, perhaps as old as the universe itself, perhaps it was but forty-three, but it was a story about who we are and what we want and where we’re going and where we’ve been.

It was about a box, a magical blue box and once upon a time...

... there was a child who lived in a junkyard with her mad old grandfather...

...there was a girl who almost fell into a void between worlds...

...there was a young doctor who walked a war-ravaged Earth...


...there was a woman whom the whole universe sings about...

... there was a girl and a boy and a Doctor, and a TARDIS...


...and they lived."


"This is the story of a lonely old man, a wizard and a thief, a madman in a blue box who keeps his swimming pool in the library."

söndag 5 augusti 2012

p r o c r a s t i n a t i o n

Jag måste verkligen bli bättre på att inte skjuta upp saker.

Fast det har jag å andra sidan sagt i ungefär 10 år nu...

Om typ en vecka kommer Gina hit men innan dess ska jag klara av stat1-tentan.

Helgen bjöd i alla fall på middag med Johan, Tove och Sofia som blev AW/avsked för en tjej som ska flytta till Holland. Igår var händelselöst och idag hade jag picknick med Josse och Alicia i Rålis.

Därimellan har det blivit plugg och Doctor Who.