Woe Upon Your Cylon Heart!

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 and then I spend another like, twelve hours trying to figure out a title.

Today? Story hits me, I write it down, and the title comes to me like, fifteen minutes after I was done. Bada bing bada boom. I actually IMed Hannah all weirded out because I don't think that process has ever gone through that quickly. Maybe the key is that there were no romantic feelings at all? There was like, angst and that was it, no messy entanglements or reasons for me to be like D: I have to write euphemistic sex now! Instead, give me something light- you know, like Caprica's miscarriage and I'm golden! I am so strange.

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

I reblogged this picture of Tricia.




leiascully saw it and replied, "OMG, long hair! She looks like a Disney princess."

Which is totally true, so I replied "… She does! Little birds could fly around her and not look out of place!"

She cleverly added, "Now I’m imagining a wing of tiny Vipers and Raiders zipping around. One lands on her upraised hand."

So... this happened.

( Shut up, like you don't think Princess Caprica and Prince Gaius are the greatest Disney movie that never was. )

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 remembered, and she's awesome 100% of the time. Poor girl.

Also, as always, Gaius and Six or Caprica make my heart rise up in joy and song.

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!



( The future is ours! )

What do you all think is going on in the little settlements around the world of Colonials and Cylons?

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 done it before, and it always ends with me getting all verklempt with joy and happiness like Dolly Parton wished it on me or something and it's just awful, especially when I am finally recovering from the cold that lay waste to my vocal cords this weekend.

In other news, my house got broken into today. Apparently some guy kicked in our garage door- not breaking the lock or the steel door, mind you, but actually breaking the door frame, and walked on into my house. Walked right past my father's laptop, which was sitting on the dining room table, and out my front door, because the alarm went off and apparently he got so scared he left without taking anything. It is at once incredibly bizarre (I live in a really safe, low key, family-oriented little suburb,) incredibly funny (he like... walked through my house! without taking anything! also, he kicked in the door, who was it, the Hulk?) and incredibly unsettling (there was a stranger in my house.) Thankfully, no one was home, and nothing was stolen and none of our animals were hurt and all my parents need to do is replace the garage door but it's so weird.