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This blog needs an LJ feed, stat! (Put your drink down and scroll to October 18th.)

Keep your drink down before you click this link too (For the Doctor Who fans.)


Fic Recs:
Dreaming in Metaphors by yahtzee63 Part 1 Part 2: Doctor/Martha | R (not worksafe). The events of Last of the Time Lords have left an echo in the TARDIS, and the Doctor needs Martha's help to fix it. *Read through to the end!* This is important! It's one of those stories that heads one way down the primrose path, and right when you think you know where it's going, it turns.

Quickly Martha rubbed her eyes, then opened them again. Penguin still approaching.

They’re taller than you think, penguins. About four feet. Hard to miss. Certainly the nurses and orderlies in the corridor all took note of the penguin, and Martha could see the momentary bewilderment in their eyes. Then they would each blink, shake their heads and go about their business. It wasn’t that they didn’t see the penguin any longer –when a janitor bumped into it he politely excused himself – but they’d somehow forgotten that penguins didn’t belong in London hospitals.

This is weird. This is worse than weird. This is wrong.

Martha felt it then – the urge to drop everything, run home and call the Doctor. Mightn’t this be a sign of danger? If pigs could be aliens, penguins could be too. Or they could be robots. Or robot aliens. Couldn’t leave out that possibility.

//No,// she told herself sternly. //You’re simply looking for any excuse to see the Doctor again. It’s ridiculous, especially as you’ve been doing so much better. See if you can’t deal with this yourself, and if you can’t, call Torchwood. They can handle penguins. Jack will probably make a pass at it.//

Untitled crackfic; nostalgia_lj's take on how Donna ends up back in the TARDIS. The bit about Sarah Jane is, unsurprisingly, my favorite, although the final paragraphs are sheer gold.
Sarah placed a plate of biscuits on the coffee table and watched children and Time Lord fight over the chocolate ones. ETA: This is a locked post, but Nos has kindly granted me permission to publicly post it, so it's the next entry in my LJ.

CrackFic! The real reason Donna returns

Publicly posted with the gracious permission of the author, nostalgia_lj: the DW/TW/SJA crackfic I recommended earlier about the REAL reason Donna ends up back in the TARDIS.

Cast: Doctor, Rose, Martha, Jack, Toshiko, Sarah Jane, Luke, Donna
Rating: G
Spoilers: none in particular

( Sarah placed a plate of biscuits on the coffee table and watched children and Time Lord fight over the chocolate ones. )

And another funny fic rec: flaignhan's take on what it's like to be Martha's receptionist at the hospital, and the very odd people who drop by: Another Day at the Office:
After a short while, Sian had gotten quite used to Mr Smith, the red head and the super gorgeous American and his gang dashing in and out of the surgery, but things had been taken to a whole new level when a large ship had appeared over the skies of London and strange looking creatures had parachuted down, without any explanation.

Request for Recipes

Y'all are so wonderful every time I ask for recipes, I'm doing it again.

What is it that you've got on your "fast, easy, quick" comfort food list? Something that snaps together in moments with the staples you always have in the pantry? (For the purposes of this, I'm considering bread, milk, eggs, and cheese to be "staples" even though they're perishables.)

Canned stuff allowed, but frozen dinners or takeout is cheating.

Mine:
- Grilled cheese sandwich, with or without soup
- Omlettes and tomato soup or bread & bruschetta
- Spaghetti and garlic bread

As you can see, I rather desperately need a change from the "shall I have tomato on something or cheese on something or both?" options.

(If any of the Brits answer "beans on toast," how do you eat that? Seriously, I'm asking; knife and fork? Balance them like bruschetta on toast? I once saw beans and toast separately on a buffet and made a bit of an idiot of myself; in these parts you just pile 'em up and stick a fork in, or maybe mix 'em with the rest of the barbeque into one entity if you're eating somewhere really casual.)