Your job is now your Time Lord name. The last digit of your phone number is the current regeneration you are in. The nearest clothing item to your right is now the most notable item in your current wardrobe. The last person you texted is your current companion. Your favorite word is now your catchphrase.
The TARDIS materializes with a pained wheeze and an ethereal echo. The door pops open and out steps the fifth Application Developer, resplendent in olive socks. He turns to his companion laurie_robey and says, "Etcetera!"