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Spoiler free, promise...

Sigh. Watched the last episode of series 4 last night, which of course means only 4 episodes to look forward to over the next year and a half to two years.

I don't care what the sneering crowd sez, I loved it. I loved Donna as a companion this whole series, I loved the silly adventures, I loved the insanity, I loved the Return of Friggin' Everyone ending with Sarah Jane and Martha and Rose and Mickey and Jackie and Captain Jack and the Torchwood team (well, what's left of them, anyway) and even K9. I got all sentimental about the Doctor/Rose thing all over again. The ending made me teary-eyed.

Captain Jack had the funniest line of the episode, but I can't share it because it would ruin a plot point, which might cause scribblefly to jump the Pacific ocean just to strangle me with my own intestines. Let's just say it's a Very, Very Captain Jack kind of line.

Things I learn about myself watching Doctor Who -- I love silly. I love over the top. I love out of control. I love a bit of sappy romance. I love, love, love being able to just totally geek out and go apeshit fanboy over something, happily damning the naysayers to various hells filled with The OC and Charles In Charge reruns. There's a way in which Doctor Who and its spin-offs seem like maps of my soul. I can't even really explain it. Maybe that, really, is part of what fandoms are -- a story, a set of characters, a universe, just resonates with the drama and comedy in your own mind and soul.

But, ya know, I'm in a weird place emotionally speaking -- not bad, not by a long shot, just new and weird and crazy -- and easily affected by such things right now. And Doctor Who, odd as it may seem, seems to be dance that mirrors the giddy turmoil of emotions, gives it metaphoric -- and damn fun* -- form.

(*one can't knock that part. It may have its "deep shit" parts, but Doctor Who is one of those practically perfect forms of escapism, gosh wow and silliness and big, satisfying explosions. And funny aliens)

As Series 4 of Doctor Who heads towards its climax (and boy howdy), I found myself all nostalgic last night for various bits of favorite Doctor Who and Torchwood moments. And came across this gem, from my favorite Torchwood episode, "Captain Jack Harkness."


That's just hot,  no matter what your sexual orientation is. And sweet and sad, too, which is what that episode was. It's one to watch with a box of Kleenex handy.

As for how the end of series 4 of Doctor Who is shaping up, gee wow bring it on! Next week we get Captain Jack, Donna, Rose, Martha, Sarah Jane, Ianto, Gwen, and Sarah Jane's Wunderkid team. All battling the end of the world and indeed all the universes. And oh yes, it was sweet fun seeing Rose back this week.

The world is a much better place for having Sontarans in it once more. Funny heads! That goofy hole in the back of their necks that is their Achille's Heel and forces Sontaran warriors to always face their enemy!

And, of course, Martha Jones.