I still haven't watched any Doctor Who after that stupid victorian brain-controlling robot fiasco. I can't come to terms with Donna, I just can't, and I thought I'd be okay with my Doctor kicking it, but I'm not, and I just didn't like the *show* enough to suck it up and suffer through bits I know I won't enjoy. I may occasionally be a masochist, but not like this; not for this. :/
You don't just dangle ineffable perfect adventure and beauty in front of a person's brain and never deliver. The string has frayed and the carrot has rotted and I have stones in my hooves.
