Woe Upon Your Cylon Heart!

So, I think the problem with Growing Up Cullen is that it warped my mind so entirely. Nothing is safe now, from my mockery, and my specific way of mocking things, which is... to turn everyone ridiculous. AND BASICALLY ALL MY FRIENDS ARE ON BOARD WITH THIS. Everyone goes along! Stop encouraging me, people!

So, for your reading pleasure, we've got... well. BSG. With Clueless, She's All That, and Mean Girls. Because Lauroslin, she is the HBIC. All because I found this quote in a fic and it created these magic visions and... yeah.

( HELL NO, I DID NOT LEAVE NEW CAPRICA FOR THIS. )

Yubs and I have too much fun.

( In here: Helo love, Papadama collecting kids, the real reason Gaeta lost his shit, and Lee's awesome wedding )

Me: come this weekend i can curse again!
Me: :-D
Melissa: you can!
Melissa: you should read all kinds of inflammatory articles
Melissa: so you can get riled up


She is seven different kinds of awesome. In addition to reminding me to do the take-home portion of our exam (because I brilliantly spaced on it,) she's also studying with me tomorrow for the test for the French Commerce board. You know. In case I ever get a brain transplant and am capable of working in the business sector in France. The good news is, you need 55% to pass. The bad news is, I am really, really bad at business. So, we'll see how this goes. (Big exam, and, of course, I am getting sick. First my computer, now me. I will resist making cylon jokes, if only because they horrify me.)

I wrote fic for the first time in nine jillion years! Exquisitely Crafted, a Lauroslin/Papadama angstfest, because what else am I good for? Nada.

Dear Yubs,

Enough! Enough, I say!

I love them! I love them a lot! I'm already more than a third of the way through the damn series, and I started on Saturday night! They are making me squee! You do not have to keep piping up with additional anecdotes of blinding adorableness.

Great. Now I need icons.

Hate!,

Sunny

PS- Irina will suffice in the time being, as Lena Olin could've been cast as Lauroslin's sister.

I decided that, you know, since I hadn't cried today, and because Yubs has been feeding me info about Lauroslin and Papadama on BSG for months, that I should watch the finale. So what am I doing on my Friday night? Filing my taxes and watching BSG. My life is on FIRE.

(Now I'm going to have to rent the damn series. All because I think Lauroslin looks like Lena Olin and because I am easily swayed into shipping. Crud.)

I had my orientation today for my new job! It looks like it should be really cool. And I have an opportunity to actually work and make money, which would be great.


ETA:
Yubs: You're starting with the FINALE?
Me: ... yeah
Yubs: LMAO