I just finished watching the Battlestar Galactica miniseries, after webflix or lovefilm or whatever they're calling themselves these days *finally* sent me it,
and.
OH. MY. GOD.
I am seriously traumatised. I spent most of the last hour shouting at the tv, "that boy's a cylon! The president's a cylon! He's a cylon! She's a cylon!" because I am usually quite, quite wrong in these areas and I thought I'd probably get it right at some point.
But no.
Not in the least.
I feel quite betrayed. I will never trust again.
That's all, LJ. That's all. ducks out.