Worst. Rescue. Ever.

I haven’t got the mental ability to write anything meaningful right now, so forgive these late night ramblings. As much as I’d love to write a review of “The End of Time” – the words aren’t coming. The ideas are there, but not making the trek from my brain to my fingers. Such is life.

This weekend’s television viewing has been based around David Tennant dying. First came “The End of Time” last night, followed by “Hamlet” tonight. Hopefully I haven’t gone and spoiled the end of “Hamlet” for anyone. If I had the time, I’d photoshop Matt Smith into the death scene at the end.

On another note, it’s absolutely hilarious that there is an internet poll on the gay man of the decade going on – and it’s down to a race between Barney Stinson and Captain Jack Harkness. Well, it’s down to the actors who play those characters, but still.

…and as it were, sorry Captain – I voted for Barney. I can’t help it, he’s legen-

(wait for it…)

(keep waiting…)

(it’s almost here…)

-dary!