I have had the worst week at work and on Sunday night I received an email telling me to prepare for imminent doom from my Doctor Who match. I was excited, to say the least, because really, who doesn't love imminent doom versus having to work?

Then Wednesday evening I got a text message from my roommate. He said, "You got a big box." "How big?" "Big. It's light too." "What on earth?" We proceed to text each other guessing what it could be. I knew it must be from my Doctor Who match so we guessed it must be a giant Dalek coming to kill us all. Boy, were we wrong.

It was about 1000x cuter.

A big squishy Adipose and a squishy Dalek (THAT TALKS) are now mine! I cannot even express how awesome this made the rest of my week, how much I love them, and how many times I have forced them to cuddle while re-watching episodes of Doctor Who now. I could not have asked for a better Santa.

Mysterious Santa - THANK YOU. You seriously are the most amazing Santa.