Doctor, who?

I recently started watching Doctor Who. (I watched some of the original shows when I was a little kid, but I just recently started watching the new series of Doctor Who about a month ago.)

And I love it.

Today I started Series 3. The Runaway Bride. Catherine Tate. Catherine Tate.. you know what I just watched last night? The Office. And now she's in Doctor Who. (First Penelope Wilton of Downton Abbey, now this.) I know, I know it will be hard when I get to the Alex Kingston episodes (I watched every season of ER, so I'm sorry, but you ARE Dr. Corday).

And then of course Anthony Head was in an episode in the second series (yes, I watched Buffy too).

Writing this out is really making me realize that not only have I watched a lot of tv in my life, but also that I'm a big nerd.

I wasn't sure I was going to like new Doctor Who. I wasn't sure I wasn't going to have nightmares. But so far, so good. I watch it alone because there have been a few episodes that I thought were going to make me cry- which I guess is normal for Doctor Who.

[This is where I started explaining the hysterical parts too. Cybermen and Daleks arguing back and forth demanding that the other identify themselves first, the first ten seconds of the third series, etc. But even I realized that it was too nerdy for this blog and took it out.]

As a genre, I don't really care for Science Fiction. [Or Horror movies, gore, etc.] But apparently I like Doctor Who. I blame my dad.