I officially have internet back on my laptop. We had to nuke the whole thing and start over, but I managed to get my files off the hard drive first. This baby is four or five years old and had never been reformatted, so apparently it was time. I owe my younger brother a nice dinner now. The only program on this sucker currently is Firefox, so tomorrow I get to re-download everything and copy my files back over. I think the only things I really lost were my bookmarks and a couple of corrupted music files, so I'm counting myself lucky.
I'm looking forward to getting back to work on Sentinel finally! It was a little frustrating to be cut off from easy computer access right when I'd made somewhat of a breakthrough in the writing, but oh well. The process for this story has been kind of interesting to me, in that for quite awhile I've known that I wanted to get from point M to points T-Z, but I hadn't quite figured out points N-S. I think I at least figured out points N-Q, so that makes me happy. Now I just have to get it the rest of the way out of my head and fill in the non-dialog parts.
We rewatched the BSG miniseries tonight, and it was a bit painful, seeing the characters all so young and naive and still full of hope, comparatively.
And all the people who have died since then... ow. I'd totally forgotten about Boomer and Chief. And Billy/Dee. And Starbuck's non-crazy grin. And the tension between Adama and Roslin. The most consistent character, as always, is Baltar. And probably Helo, as well. Helo sort of remains Helo, and that's really admirable somehow. And Tigh had two eyes!