For there to be a subject I think I'd really have to have some idea of why I was posting this or

[allons_y_alonso]

what I wanted to talk about.  This is actually a very peculiar feeling.  All sort of tingly.  Like nitroglycerin on the tongue.  although if that were a bad case I suppose I'd want to stop talking, in case the heat or vibration set it off.  I'd just sort of sit there with my tongue lazing about, like a dog.  I like dogs!  Always so friendly, so protective, and very trusting.  Very loyal, you can't beat a dog for loyalty.  I miss K-9.  Best pooch in the universe, that one!  But Sarah Jane needed him more than I did.  Deserved him, too.  She was with me longer than anyone, before or since, Sarah was.  Well.  No, that would be Tegan, actually.  But it felt like Sarah was there longer.  Never would have left her the way I did if I'd been given more of a choice.  

Actually, I suppose I actually spent more time with the Brigadier, didn't I?  But that was different.  I spent it with him, not he with me.  Not that either of us had that much in the way of choice.  I suppose I could have walked off.  Driven off with Bessie, actually.  Not that I really miss Bessie any more.  Not nearly in my usual caliber, that one.  Had to be some kind of projection or displacement or something in order for me to be that fond.  Bit ridiculous.  Not that being ridiculous is a bad thing!  Sometimes it's the best thing!  Saves your life, sure as celery or jelly babies!  Hang on, though.  I was talking about something.  Talking about what I'm talking about.  Or in this case, talking about talking about what I'm talking about, which is definitely ridiculous, not to mention recursive.  I can't quite seem to stop, either.  Not entirely under my control.  Bit alarming.  Been doing it all day.  Sorry, Yosuke.  For that matter, it's not just that I'm talking.  It's that I'm talking about things I'd honestly rather not talk about.  Or rather, talking about things I'd rather not talk about honestly.  But I am, honestly, talking about them honestly.  Try not to dwell on them, usually.  Take how many travelling companions I've had.  How many of them I've had to leave behind, or who have left me behind.  Breaks my heart, every time, but otherwise I have to start thinking about things like how old I am, not that I genuinely know the answer to that question any more.  I have a rough guess, of course.  Still, more than a bit embarrassing.  Getting a little long in the tooth.  Nothing compared to Rassilon, but even as Time Lords go I'm stretching it a bit, in regenerations more than  anything else.  I went for the longest time without! Before I stole the TARDIS, I mean.  That was a brilliant decision.  Best one I ever made.  Even better than if I'd shipped out with the Corsair, the way I was planning.   Now there's another one I miss.  One of the few Time Lords who was worth his title.  Her title, actually, at the time.  With that low-scooped dress, and the plunging tattoo right there in between her you know you'd think I would have been immune to that sort of thing at the time, all sedate and cantankerous the way I was.  And nervous, not to mention terribly nervous all the time.  Had to keep my granddaughter safe, of course, so that accounts for the nerves.  And I suppose they never stopped me.  Certainly didn't stop me from nearly getting married to an Aztec.  She was a wonder!  Far more clever than anyone in that time and place had any right to be.  Pity I had to leave her behind.  Pity I ever have to leave any of them behind.

I've got quite a lot of pity, actually.

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[chronosexual]

Doctor? I don't know what's going on with you, but I think I like it. I'm learning a lot today about your past adventures. Kinda sad, Doctor.

Is this your prize from the Lottery? Even you're not normally this chatty.

[allons_y_alonso]

Prize is one way to look at it! Though officially on the form, it says it's a forfeit. Should have known better than to play the lottery honestly. Not at all like the time I gave Donna a winning ticket as her wedding gift. Pulled that trick more than a few times when I needed a bit of that silly paper they use for money on Earth in a hurry.

[chronosexual]

Doctor! I'm surprised at you! Time Lord or not, I thought you had rules against that kind of thing. Or maybe I'm assuming things.

I think the biggest shock is hearing you actually admit it.

[turnedleft]

How'd you know about the lottery ticket? Wait a minute, what. lottery ticket.

[riseup]

countdown until eridan makes the last part weird! 3, 2, 1...

[squidissension]

[allons_y_alonso]

Weird is good, though! Not so sure about Eridan. Troubled past, that one. troubled brain. Lots of ambition. Rather dangerous. Rather awkward. Shame to see that kind of potential wasted, though. Might be something that can still be salvaged there.

[riseup]

i didn't know you had so many thoughts about him! i agree with some of them and don't agree with others.

[squidissension]

im not wwastin anything

[downtorest.livejournal.com]

.......Doctor-san?

Um... if you want to talk....

[allons_y_alonso]

Well. Not so much that I want to as that i can't help it, really. Being pharmaceutically compelled. But that's not such a bad thing, and I do love a good chat, me. With all sorts of interesting people! Haven't gotten to talk to Death before, though. Well. Probably not. Not the real thing. Talked with the White Guardian, though! Though that might have actually been the Black Guardian in a white hat. Hard to tell. Try to avoid beings of cosmic importance, generally, especially if they have a job for me to do.

[downtorest.livejournal.com]

That's.....

Wait! Who are the White and Black Guardians? did they both wear hats?

[turnedleft]

Well, isn't this just wizard.

[allons_y_alonso]

Wizard! Brilliant word, wizard. Met a few in my time. Been mistaken for even more, so I suppose I am a bit. if you don't know what a sonic screwdriver is I've even got a funny little wand! Not to mention the magic box, of course. Not that it's mine, strictly speaking.

[turnedleft]

Right.. shame it's not working, that screwdriver. I'd like to use it right now to investigate some other stranger parts. Are you feeling all right?

[mrspond.livejournal.com]

This is going to be stupid and probably unnecessary but: are you okay, Doctor?

[allons_y_alonso]

Perfectly all right! I feel brilliant! Maybe slightly drugged, though. Ran a scan, nothing dangerous, not like the time I died of spectrox toxemia. Just a little 4-phenyl 2-ethyl sodium hexafluoride compound. Probably kill a human, but for a Time Lord it's just a little veracity cocktail. kind of like Veritaserum! You know, if we are all fictional, I'm going to be deadly disappointed if I don't eventually get to meet Harry Potter.

[mrspond.livejournal.com]

D'you really think we could meet Harry Potter? That'd be brilliant.

But uh I hope this doesn't end up going wrong for you.

[manoamano.livejournal.com]

... Dude.

[allons_y_alonso]

Dude! I don't get called that very much, you know, or not in this era at any rate. Takes me right back to the nineteen-sixties, that does. America. Wonderfully strange place to visit, all belligerent and confused and hopeful and ambitious. A little too fixed on guns for my tastes, though.

[manoamano.livejournal.com]

Do you always talk this much?

[neverstops]

I feel as though there are so many things I could ask you right now that would be delightfully useful.

[neverstops]

I have a feeling it would get dreadfully dull fairly quickly. On the other hand....

[neverstops]

My curiosity has me just dying to get a few answers

[allons_y_alonso]

Not literally, I hope! You run through bodies quickly enough as it is! It would be really dreadfully unfortunate if, say, the unstable energy of the transformation began converting your matter directly to energy and you dissolved right out of existence!