Nothing At The End Of The Lane

This has been a rather frustrating week for me.

First of all, my typist has not had a working internet connection which is more than just a little inconvienent. So, just so you all know, I have not been avoiding you, you know my hearts only beat for you all....but my communication technique has been far from perfect.

Also, I do not support those little "crush" meme button...things. It's not because my typist's firewall won't allow them and I can neither have one nor reply to one, but...*POUT*

Hello, Mickey!

Not avoiding you, honest. Anyway, recently won a free vacation anywhere in the universe and decided that Rose and I really could use a break, so I've taken her off to the Emerald Shore. Now, by Emerald Shore, I mean the planet Emerald Shore, where all of the sands are made of the gems. Bit prickly on your feet at first, but you soon get used to it.. The tourism here is terrible, though. It appears that this band of warrior maidens from the land of Bustonia have decided to take up sunbathing every day on this island in the nude. They're very nice, though. Made Rose an honorary member and everything.
Anyway, we'll be home in a couple of weeks and we'll be sure to pick you up before we head out to the island of Giant Slugs. I know you'll be fascinated by that.

See you soon!

The Doctor

Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 150