I still miss TSCC. Really. I spent the whole weekend rewatching S1, and looking for my favourite scenes of S2 on YouTube and fanfic, and listening to "Samson and Delilah." I want to know what they had planned for season 3, and I want the people in charge of FOX's scheduling to burn in hell. I hope Alistair is back there and pays them a visit when it's their turn. It doen't help that there are three dots (I'm not kidding) in one of the walls of my current bedroom. Plus I have this image in my head of John reuniting with Cameron's chip that is in John Henry's body, if IRC. I really wanted to know how they could pull that off. And Derek! He died and I just stared at the TV for full ten minutes till I realized he was really dead. I kept thinking he would get up. And then I spent fifteen minutes ranting like a lunatic: "They killed him. They killed him. WTF?!?!?!?!"
It's 2:30ish in the morning and I have a midterm I should finish studying for, but instead I spent the last hour browsing
badfic_quotes. The thing people find in the Pit is hilarious. Though I have to acknowledge sometimes, once in a blue moon, some decent fic can be found.I just realized some of my fandoms are dying, or at least some of my favourite authors are not writing for them anymore, and I can make myself go through the new ones. I don't know why. The bad thing about this is that it means I have to look for new fandoms, hence Glee, I gather.
Love the neighbourhood. Really quiet and nice. Have to go sighseeing round Montreal though. But on Tuesday, New York, New York!!! And my folks! YAY. Though I feel bad for my brother (weird, huh?), 'cause he won't be able to join us.