TV and Heat

Today is a hot sort of day. I love the heat. You may think I'm out of my wits, like my family does, but I do love the heat. Makes me think of childhood. Brings stories to my head - stirrings from the muffled senses of conscious thought. But besides that, I have whole libraries of Doctor Who to watch. There is so much to see. My only qualm with Doctor Who is the same issue that I had when I discovered Star Trek: IT'S NOT IN BOOK FORM. This means I can't absorb myself in it in the introverted way that I tend to prefer, and that I can't pick it up to hold in my hands at convenient times. So this is how I shall spend my non-work-related hot days: writing and dreaming and watching Doctor Who. Isn't it merciful that it lasted beyond three precious seasons? Not that it would have bombed after three. I'm just glad it lasted so long. I mean, there SHOULD have been more of Star Trek.

Lihua