Jan 07, 2008 15:00
Possibly the most disturbing thing about the end of tax season is the realization that everyone turns into Gaius Baltar for a few weeks. I realized, while re-watching the miniseries, that I have been muttering to myself/the invisible Cylon that lives in my head in a kind of constant monologue since mid-December. And I'm not the only one.
T-minus five days. THANK GOD.
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