Lol, yes, I noticed that, too. Cats, Dr. Who, and Pokemon go. So you're the perfect mate for a teenager, in other words, because most men above the age of twenty or so are looking for a bit more in a woman than "Dr. Who and Pokemon Go." (They might like those things, too--my husband is a big Who fan, or was before Twelve, and so was I--but not to the extent that it is their whole identity.) They have grown up, as you should be doing.  Besides, we all know that in your case, not only does this mean you are a horrible fat who dresses like a toddler with those bitchglasses and weirdly colored hair and that you have a gaggle of equally obnoxious, equally (or even more) fat, equally badly dressed friends who behave embarrassingly in public places and feel perfectly justified in lecturing other adults about how they should "do better," but that your love of Dr. Who means you will either watch endless reruns of Ten or Eleven while sighing about his hotness loudly and constantly--superfun for any man to listen to--or you watch the new one with the chick and constantly talk about how great it is that the Doctor is finally a woman because Girl Power and who cares about continuity or anything else, you're just happy your childish SJW demands were acceded to. (Oh, and don't forget that she also never wants kids. What a prize for any man!)