Ten Lessons You've Learned

[thecricketer]

I'm learning things all the time. Grand things, little things, wonderful things, horrible things. If, however, I'm to limit myself to ten, I suppose I'll limit myself to this life as well.

• Do not trust wise old men with long white beards who give you drugs.
  
  
  
  • Or men with anagrammed names.
    
  • Or men with dodgy accents that no one else seems to notice.
    
  • Do, however, trust your oldest enemy when he claims he's trying to help.
    
  • I really should have apologised, before it was too late
  
  
• Do not question Tegan's footwear.
  
  
  
  • Or her brightly coloured tops.
    
  • Or her sense of adventure.
    
  • In fact, don't question anyone's sense of adventure, they always have a scathing retort.
    
  • Hypothermia indeed.
  
  
• Some faces simply don't look good with facial hair.
  
  
  
  • He always seems to pull it off.
    
  • Is it because he's evil?
    
  • No, that's just silly.
  
  
• Leave after the cricket.
  
  
  
  • Especially if there's a dance after.
    
  • You don't like dances.
    
  • Well, in general you don't.
    
  • Dancing with Nyssa might have been nice.
  
  
• Don't try to get Turlough out of his uniform.
  
  
  
  • That sounded rather suggestive, didn't it.
    
  • My point, you see, is that he could stand to have some variation.
    
  • No, I do not think I'm a hypocrite, thank you.
  
  
• Do not underestimate the power of a hat rack.
  
  
  
  • I was always quite fond of that hat rack.
    
  • I was always quite fond of the one who wielded it, too.
    
  • Both seem to have paid off nicely.
  
  
• Do not condescend to Nyssa. She will notice, and she will refute you.
  
  
  
  • Well, that, or she'll admit that isn't her field and make you feel rather guilty.
    
  • She's very good at that, doesn't have to say a word.
    
  • I hope she didn't pick that up from me. Perhaps it was the other way round.
    
  • I still miss her.
  
  
• Accept that your childhood idols will eventually have their pedestals ground to dust.
  
  
  
  • I still can't quite believe I shot Omega.
    
  • I'm lucky Rassilon stayed dead, really.
    
  • More or less.
    
  • I still wonder about Borusa, sometimes.
  
  
• Every encounter with the Silurians will end in frustration, guilt, and loss.
  
  
  
  • I do try to be diplomatic, you know. I always try.
    
  • There should have been another way.
  
  
• Sometimes, there is no other way.
  

Yes. Yes, that's it, then.

Comments

OOC

[shot-my-shoes.livejournal.com]

Those are really funny!

Re: OOC

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*grin* Thank you!

I don't do enough funny with Five. :p

ooc;

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

The sub-points positively made this.

It was very funny, until we got to those last points. And then it was sad.

Re: ooc;

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

*grins* Thank you. I wasn't planning on them, but, you know, he rambles and gets distracted.

I was trying! But then angst snuck in.

Re: ooc;

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

So it appears! (He really should say sorry, though)

You are, clearly, a sucker for angst.

Re: ooc;

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

He did in Paradisa? ...Okay, it mostly just pissed the Master off, but, still.

Yes. :( I CAN'T HELP IT.

Re: ooc;

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

... well, the Master is pretty grumpy in Paradisa. And Five probably apologised the wrong way. :|

I only forgive you because that icon is fun to watch.

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

I'm in the wrong journal, I know- I told you I've got Bart in my head, right?- but this is That Crazy Eleven Player, regardless.

And I'm here to explain my great love for this. When I get around to logging into Eleven's journal today, it is getting mem'd and gleed at and squeed at and re-read. Because it is LOVE.

[thecricketer.livejournal.com]

X) *blush* THANK YOU, TIM.