(no subject)
Once you're a hardcore Star Wars fan, you never go back. You experience lulls in your fangirl-ness, but then it comes back and hits you with the force of an oncoming train: Star Wars is awesome! It has never done you wrong! And maybe, just maybe, if there's a heaven, you'll die and then instantly be at your wedding to Wedge Antilles aboard the Millenium Falcon.
Or maybe you're just a big fat fucking geek.
Or maybe you're just a big fat fucking geek.