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[ladyoftime]

Dear LJ, (That is what I'm supposed to say, isn't it? I could say 'Dear Internet' or 'Dear Aunt Ruth' instead, except I don't have an Aunt Ruth. I don't have an Uncle Ruth, either. I met Babe Ruth, though. Not a bad chap.)


I ran into a patrol of Judoon at Panorea. Not a bad planet, that one, even if it does sound a bit like an unfortunate bowels disorder. Though they don't like jelly babies there, can't imagine why. Something to do with jellied images of their young. Very into voodoo and such, Panoreans. Just as I bit into a red jelly baby, their only heir to the throne died, and they put the blame on me. I tried to explain the mechanics of the one-in-a-million coincidental subset of the chaos theory, but one thing let to another and me running for the TARDIS.

Typical of military, really.

I landed in a little cafe in East Nasok, where they thoroughly brightened my day by producing a strawberry-banana smoothie. (Oh, and I discovered glitter graphics. :)

That's all for now. I've got a companion to pick up from flying time. I promised her we could have cake after. It's her birthday!

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