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[81/366] it passes the timey-wimey
Mar. 21st, 2020 09:16 pmTonight I joined #SaveTheDay on birdsite, watching Day of the Doctor simultaneously with all sorts of other people.
I'm utterly charmed by the idea of everyone tweeting "Contact" at the same time (as we all started the show). I think it's one of the most powerfully dramatic things Doctor Who does, and especially when I'm lacking contact with almost everyone it feels extra special.
It was so much fun. Virtual and online things really are no fucking substitute for being around humans, but they do help more than I think they will. Very few of my Who-watching friends are local anyway, so this kind of thing seems normal enough to me; I think that helped this seem like a treat and not something I had to settle for.
Andrew arranged for us to get takeaway pizza soon after it started too. He's making a point of trying to make little things like this special for me. He knows how very difficult I'm finding isolation (and the uncertainty about the future generally) and he's being very deliberate in his attempts to cheer me up, which is sweet.
I spent the rest of the day in the depressive funk I knew was coming: after a few days of behaving like I do when I'm most depressed, my brain seems to have recognized this as a suitable cause as well as an effect of depression. I haven't been great at routine and exercise and healthy meals and all those sort of things anyway, but today I didn't even bother expecting myself to do any of those things and I don't really care that I didn't manage any of them, which is new.
So yeah it was nice to end the day on a high note. Andrew and I had been talking about watching the first Jodie Whittaker series, which he hasn't seen and I haven't seen since first broadcast, and I asked some of our friends who joined in tonight if they'd like to join us for a bit more Who. It is nicer to share it with people. So maybe we'll start that in a couple days.
I'm utterly charmed by the idea of everyone tweeting "Contact" at the same time (as we all started the show). I think it's one of the most powerfully dramatic things Doctor Who does, and especially when I'm lacking contact with almost everyone it feels extra special.
It was so much fun. Virtual and online things really are no fucking substitute for being around humans, but they do help more than I think they will. Very few of my Who-watching friends are local anyway, so this kind of thing seems normal enough to me; I think that helped this seem like a treat and not something I had to settle for.
Andrew arranged for us to get takeaway pizza soon after it started too. He's making a point of trying to make little things like this special for me. He knows how very difficult I'm finding isolation (and the uncertainty about the future generally) and he's being very deliberate in his attempts to cheer me up, which is sweet.
I spent the rest of the day in the depressive funk I knew was coming: after a few days of behaving like I do when I'm most depressed, my brain seems to have recognized this as a suitable cause as well as an effect of depression. I haven't been great at routine and exercise and healthy meals and all those sort of things anyway, but today I didn't even bother expecting myself to do any of those things and I don't really care that I didn't manage any of them, which is new.
So yeah it was nice to end the day on a high note. Andrew and I had been talking about watching the first Jodie Whittaker series, which he hasn't seen and I haven't seen since first broadcast, and I asked some of our friends who joined in tonight if they'd like to join us for a bit more Who. It is nicer to share it with people. So maybe we'll start that in a couple days.