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Steven Moffat has said that calling Peter Capaldi’s incarnation the ‘Twelfth Doctor’ is wrong.

Speaking in SFX magazine #251, Moffat said: “I’m just going to throw this continuity grenade back at Doctor Who fans and say, ‘You are all wrong!’ He has never called himself the anything-th Doctor in the show.

“If the Doctor was a real person and walked in here, and you said, ‘Which incarnation are you?’ he’d have to think, just as you’d have to think about how many houses you’ve lived in. He never thinks of himself as a numbered Doctor. The Twelfth Doctor means the twelfth actor to have played the lead in Doctor Who. That’s all it means. There is no such character as the Twelfth Doctor and never has been.

It’s a long time into the show before any such nonsense ever comes up. It’s purely us lot, us fans, wittering on about calling him the Third or the Fourth Doctor – which is actually quite an unpleasant thing to do. It doesn’t feel right at all when you type that. I had to do that for the [50th Anniversary] special. It was the Tenth Doctor, the Eleventh Doctor, and it felt like a betrayal, in a way. But what else could you do?

“Out of curiosity, I looked at what they did in ‘The Five Doctors’. They didn’t number them at all. Do you know what they called them? The Hartnell Doctor, the Pertwee Doctor…” x


From “The Lodger”:

(The Doctor head butts Craig.) 
CRAIG: Argh. 
(There is a very rapid montage.) 
CRAIG: You’re a 
CRAIG: From 
DOCTOR: Shush. 
CRAIG: You’ve got a Tardis. 
DOCTOR: Yes. Shush. Eleventh. Right. Okay, specific detail. 

Admittedly not written by Moffat but IN HIS SEASONS, so you’d think he’d remember it.

Actually, even better, HE LEGIT REFERRED TO HIMSELF BY NUMBERS IN THE MOST RECENT EPISODE, when he’s explaining to Clara why he can’t regenerate and bullshits: Well, number ten once regenerated and kept the same face. I had vanity issues at the time.”

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I hate that I have to do this again.

It’s been another month, and I’ve had no luck finding a job. So many of the jobs that are available either aren’t interested once they find out I’m going back to school in the fall, or they’re retail and require standing for long periods of time (I have severe chronic back pain and standing/walking for long periods of time just can’t happen for me.) I am now looking at three major bills due at the end of the month. My rent (which is $600) my car lease, which I have been unable to pay for the past three months (so $210/month x 3, but rounded down to another $600) and am now facing repossession, and my car insurance (which, if I lose my car, I guess doesn’t matter much, but which is $180). I have adjusted my goal accordingly. I can survive without things like cable and a phone, but shelter and a vehicle are absolute necessities. It’s killing me that I’m still in this situation, but any help you could throw my way to keep me sheltered and with access to a vehicle would mean the world. Thank you so, so much.

You guys, this fundraiser is for Amber, my best friend in the world and fellow shyb moderator. This woman helped save my life almost three years ago, and does more for the body positivity community than anyone I’ve ever known.
We’ve raised money here before, and I now you’ll agree that she is an incredible woman, in devastating and scary circumstances, who deserves every bit of our support!

I think a huge mistake we make is not allowing ourselves to feel. Whenever I’m driving in my car and a memory pops into my head that forms a lump in my throat my first instinct is to immediately shut it away. But I try to force myself to feel it, the loss. I let myself cry and slam my fists into the steering wheel because I know my mind needs my body. Sometimes the spaces in our head aren’t big enough for the pain we feel and it’s our bodies job to set it free.
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