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The nerd that I am, I stayed up watch series one of Doctor Who. The one with the ninth doctor. I don't want to confuse anyone lol. The last episode always makes me realize how much I really adore nine, the majority of the time it's just hidden under my love for ten. Anyone agree? Or understand for that matter? 
          
          I'm going to be dead tired for work tomorrow... But it was so worth it. I've decided to watch series 1-5 again you see; and quite frankly it doesn't end there. I'll watch it right up to the most recent episode, and probably start all over again. And after that? It need not end, but I might take a break to watch all four seasons of Warehouse 13 again. How very nerdy of me right? ;)

And as incredibly lame as it is for a twenty year to admit I spent at least five minutes crying around midnight. I'm at my moms and I was getting some water and she comes out and points out an earwig. Now, give me snakes, spiders, whatever and I'm fine, but I'm terrified of earwigs. When I was little my mom told me that they crawl in your ears and nest in your brain. Needless to say that was the start of my phobia. She laughed for a good ten minutes tonight. Not cool. :/