Holy Sh*t Storm Batman!!!
So I'm thinking? There is a distinct possibility I may have eaten babies in a past life.
What between the last ep of "the show we all know I'm WAY too obsessed with, but whom I refuse to name out of disgust at it's sucktastic lame ass wrongness because it's apparently written by feral monkeys", semi expensive car issues that are too mundane to go into and a raging sinus infection that has me either doing a fair imitation of a feral monkey myself or so stoned on sinus meds that every conversation I have is made up entirely of word salad, this week has not been one of the best one record. I personally blame Stephanie Meyer. Well not her, but whoever in her stable okayed the Twilight perfume.
The book store I work at made the poor choice to carry the stuff and as I run the kids dept, it was pretty much in my face All. Day. Long. Let's just say it's not made of the highest quality ingredients. What with the hives and the not breathing I experienced just being in it's proximity and having to clean off the bottle, like, once? Yeah not so much with the hypoallergenic I would say. It's since been recalled, thank you sweet baby jeebus, but if any of you are ever confronted by an apple shaped bottle containing something smelling of Loves Babysoft and apples? Run!
On the plus side?
OMG. BSG is made of some many types of awesome right now I think I'm going to have to create some sort of lexicon to keep track of them all. And not just stuff that makes my lee/kara shipper heart go into overdrive but everything else. I mean seriously? Show? Thank you for reminding me and the entire fraking universe that good writing is not, in fact, a dead art. Papa Adama is my crotchety old man god right now and the Prez has regained her most sacred position as Queen of all things kick ass. Between the two of them I'm not quite sure how reality can sustain the sheer weight of their awesome. And the asshat is dead, thank you show for delivering that sweet treat, it's just too bad he had to take Felix with him.
I have to wonder now that BSG is at an end if any of their writers would ever consider stepping down from their lofty heights to wallow in the suck by writing for"the show we all know I'm WAY too obsessed with, but whom I refuse to name out of disgust at it's sucktastic lame ass wrongness because it is apparently written by feral monkeys", I mean if we get our season 9. (That for some reason I still want if only to fix the crap hole they have turned season 8 into.) I mean, well yes, they would break our brains with the demented awesome they are capable of but it would be nice for once to have an actual story arc/scripts worthy of the subject matter.
Lets see, what else... Anyone have any shows they want to rec for one pathetic TV junkie who needs a good fix to keep her buzz going? I will watch anything save reality TV & have two DVR's at my disposal so hit me with it. You name it & I will watch. It's going to a long few weeks for me until March and I get my Lois Lane back so I have the time to kill. Sigh... I really should develop a more socially acceptable addiction but with my additional comics habit ,the crack/heroin/meth, she is too expensive.
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