BSG! OH MY FRAKKING GODS!
I just spent four full minutes suppressing shrieks, jumping up and down flailing, doing the cha-ching arm pump of victory a ridiculous amount of times, falling to my knees squeeing inarticulately and as a result, freaking the cats enough to run like the hounds of hell were after them out of the apartment.
Now my heart rate is still wild and I'm a little lightheaded from the adrenaline. Woo! Fun times... I'm glad I sat down.
Oh. My. Gods.
Frak. Yes!
Honestly, as much as I love the Jack-yay! icon, it really doesn't express the sheer manic glee of this. Not even close!
Now my heart rate is still wild and I'm a little lightheaded from the adrenaline. Woo! Fun times... I'm glad I sat down.
Oh. My. Gods.
Frak. Yes!
Honestly, as much as I love the Jack-yay! icon, it really doesn't express the sheer manic glee of this. Not even close!