Quite possibly the scariest episode of Doctor Who I’ve ever seen. Brought back horrid memories of ghost stories told at Leela Kolt’s birthday party all those years ago. The one about the china doll with fangs. This episode had it all, from moving statues, to the lights going out, to being watched, to fangs…everything. Then, as I’m outside at 1 am putting the grill cover on, G makes a hissing noise from the darkened bathroom window while standing on the toilet seat. I jumped about three feet. Holy baby jeebus! I hate being scared. I startle very easily. Man alive!
Tomorrow I go to submit the job application. I have therapy first, so I’ll go over it with my shrink. Wish me luck!
