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The time has come, I think.
I am Matt Smith today. I think so anyway. I can feel the regenerating beginning. 
In case any of you are wondering, I’m glowing right now.
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God. I wish I was Matt Smith. Especially today. Ugh.
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Ack. It is terrible to say, but alas, my soul has nay merged with Matt Smith’s. I am empty. I am need of a trip in the TARDIS. Anyone willing to go?
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Sadly, I am not Matt Smith yet. BUT. I am also NOT a Dalek. This is the good news. Until tomorrow, my lovelies.
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I. Am. Still. Not. Matt. Smith. *Dead*
Heh. Heh. But tomorrow. Tomorrow, perhaps Matt Smith will inspire me to become Matt Smith. Maybe?
