Woe Upon Your Cylon Heart!

- So, guess who's sick of the cold weather? Thissss moi. Totally over it.

- I've readjusted my schedule COMPLETELY today. Drop/Add ends at 11:59 PM, and I'm fairly nauseous with the idea of going to brand new classes an entire week late (but, technically, not absent, because it was still drop/add! In order to get the math class I need to graduate I had to drop the history class I really really like and get another one.

- Toying with the idea of taking out a loan to study abroad, an idea that makes me physically ill (the loan, not the studying abroad bit.)

- My Quebec class seems awesome at least.

- I watched Razor again last night, because I am quite possibly the only person who enjoys watching it, and it seemed like an appropriate chaser to 'The Plan.' SO MANY THINKY THOUGHTS OF AWESOMENESS. I don't I need to state again just how much I love Tricia Helfer (who hung the moon, if you didn't know,) but OMG MICHELLE FORBES. Michelle Forbes, how do you do it. That show is full of people who can act without speaking, but the way that the intensity and depth of Gina and AHC's entire relationship is conveyed in a smile, arm grab and cheek kiss? That sound you hear is my mind blowing. I get these stupid flappy hands of shippiness at how cute and sweet they are. WHICH IS UNFORTUNATE, SEEING WHAT GOES DOWN. (Also, as a side bar, Michelle Forbes looks amazingly beautiful without the severe bangs. I love her always [I know. Shut up] but with her hair like that? Gooorge.)

- The person who made my BSG calendar is like, the biggest Kara/Samders shipper ever. The first month has them, and then there are a bunch of little pics of them scattered throughout. Conversely, there is one Gaius/Red, and no Papadama/Lauroslin. There is a depressing lack of Ellen, and a really unnecessary amount of Eight-age.

- I wish I could think of some porn to write for bsg_pornbattle BUT I KEEP COMING UP WITH FEELINGS INSTEAD. Not even like, the pseudo porn I wrote last time. The Gina fic I started went straight to feelings. The Gaius/Red fic? Feelings. The Six/Laura fic? PLOT. WHAT THE HELL, I DON'T WANT A PLOT AT ALL. So, yes, I have a few hours to stop failing.

- I haven't worked in six days. I am going bonkers.

Me: [explains why tricia wasn't the best hostess for canada's next top model]
Mom: And, she's a cylon.
Me: Right, I forgot about that.
Mom: No one taught her! It wasn't her fault!

Me: honestly, though, no wonder BSG to james callis meant "kissing tricia lots and lots"
Me: he kisses that woman an obscene amount
Yubs: LMAO
Yubs: He is what we like to call a LUCKY MAN
Me: LOL!
Me: word

(I'm rewatching. Again. Some more. This how I cope with this semester ending, and my approaching graduation in the spring.)

Dear youtube gods,

Thank you so much for having Canada's Next Top Model Cycle One. Through you, I can enjoy not only a modeling show, not only the awesomeness that is Mr Jay, BUT I CAN ALSO HAVE MORE TRICIA IN MY LIFE.

In short, you are my favorite.

Love,
Madi

Well. I just watched the Tricia Helfer episode of Supernatural. (DO NOT JUDGE ME.) I was worried that I'd watch it and fall irrevocably in love with the show, because even though I hate supernatural things, I have displayed a fondness for shows involving them, like the X-Files and Buffy. Plus, Tricia! What's not to love?

Er, everything. Dean is obnoxious. Gigantor is cute, but it's Jared Padalecki, so that was in the cards. I HATE SCARY THINGS LIKE WHOA. And now I think they've ruined "House of the Rising Sun" for me forever, WHICH THANKS EVER SO. And some of the special effects were lolarious. (Or, would be lolarious, if I wasn't busy shrieking in terror. This has nothing to do with the quality of their effects and everything to do with my jumpy nature.)

In conclusion: I didn't fall in love with Supernatural, YAY ME! Now I have to watch something to soothe my jangled nerves.