- 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.