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Way to kill my love, Stargate Atlantis. Don't you understand? A new love is like a crocus peeking through the snow, like a fledging hawk just waiting to be nudged out of the nest. YOU WERE STUPID TONIGHT, STARGATE ATLANTIS. You crushed my crocus, you de-winged my hawk, you fucking sucked tonight, and now I might just have to focus on REAL LIFE, so thanks a freaking lot. P.S. Richard Kind plays a small doses kind of character, and he needs to shut up.
In other news, I deeply love crossovers, so yeah, Stargate SG-1 pretty much filled me full of squee. I blame this forgiving and all-encompassing love on early exposure to a Law and Order/Homicide crossover that altogether rocked the party, up jumped the boogie, AND brought down the hizz-ouse (Andre Braugher! Jerry Orbach! Together on my screen! Bliss!). Even crossovers of shows I don't watch - I remember watching a Crossing Jordan/Las Vegas crossover, which, what the fuck? - seem to fascinate me. I mean, how could you not love Angel! Fighting with Riley! Richard Mulligan! Visiting the Golden Girls! Et cetera! So, yeah. Gold.
In other news, I deeply love crossovers, so yeah, Stargate SG-1 pretty much filled me full of squee. I blame this forgiving and all-encompassing love on early exposure to a Law and Order/Homicide crossover that altogether rocked the party, up jumped the boogie, AND brought down the hizz-ouse (Andre Braugher! Jerry Orbach! Together on my screen! Bliss!). Even crossovers of shows I don't watch - I remember watching a Crossing Jordan/Las Vegas crossover, which, what the fuck? - seem to fascinate me. I mean, how could you not love Angel! Fighting with Riley! Richard Mulligan! Visiting the Golden Girls! Et cetera! So, yeah. Gold.