So, normally, writing is an excruciating process for me. Normally, I get an idea, and it flourishes in my brain until it is so gorgeous and vivid in my mind that my efforts to actually explain it are like drunken monkeys trying to interpret Mozart. It just doesn't work. If I actually am able to get it out, it's usually in spurts over a few hours ( Read more... )

I don't know what about Katy Perry + Timbaland = ABBA for me, but listening to the If We Ever Meet Again chorus just makes me think it's ABBA. It's strange.

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I wish I had more interesting things to post about, but my life is pretty dull right now. I'm back in Gainesville to work until my lease runs out, and while my job delights me regularly, I'm ( Read more... )

Reason you should be on tumblr #67291873: THIS STUFF HAPPENS.

I reblogged this picture of Tricia.


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So, I'm on my last day of housesitting, and I'm on my computer, minding my own business, when behind me this GODAWFUL TINY MACHINE starts yelling at me. Apparently, the Hoppes have this little machine that picks up warnings issued by NOAA and then repeats it ten thousand times in a robot voice, trying to make you as scared as humanly possible that ( Read more... )

So, I started a BSG rewatch because (1) I have nothing better to do and (2) I am totally going to assess why Red is wearing what she wears when she wears it (Oh you all know you're interested) when suddenly I started paying a lot of attention to Dee. She's been given a lot more important stuff to do in the first two episodes and the mini than I ( Read more... )

I have read a few pieces of meta BSG meta, and I love love love to read them. I usually stay away from meta-izing myself, because my thoughts are all over the place and generally end with my flailing my hands around and looking at the other person like, 'You know what I mean?' (This even happens in real life, I am bad at talking about things I love ( Read more... )

So, I've decided that I want to talk about the finale, and by "talk about the finale and its one year anniversary," I mean, "I want to talk about where our little chickadees are one year later." So!


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Mom: How did I know [Boomer] was an eight?
Me: Because she a Cylon.
Mom: [happily] I like the Sevens.
Me: Um. how?
Mom: [like, 'duh'] Um, she's Tricia Helfer.Which lead to the singular joy of explaining to my mom about the miscount, and the final five and whatever (her reaction was: YOU HAD A PICTURE TAKEN WITH A CYLON?! ... ... ... Oh wait, you ( Read more... )

Things I Am Not Allowed to do Before Bed

- Watch any Gaius/Caprica scene that could conceivably make me too overjoyed with them to actually sleep. Which is basically just the finale but do you know how often I think, about forty-five minutes before bed, 'Oh, I should pop in the finale and just watch the shippy scenes?' ALL THE DAMN TIME. And I've ( Read more... )

I find this article with James Callis delightful because, well, James Callis delightful, but also because the interviewer asks this question:

No character in the series, including Apollo, has reinvented himself as much as Baltar. You went from being the odd ball crazy scientist, to the reluctant politician, to the Cylon puppet king, to the self ( Read more... )