So, a proper update is coming soon (yeah, I don't believe me either), but mostly all I can squee/rant/jabber about is the Battlestar Galactica finale tonight. I'm at about 90 minutes post time here on the Left Coast, and I can barely contain my Riverdance jig of joy.
I admittedly came into this fandom late, but when I get obsessed with something, I go.all.the.way.
That said, I am so sorry to see this show end. It is without a doubt one of the best pieces of episodic television ever done, and it may yet unseat West Wing as my all time fave - we'll see how the finale goes.
The plan is pizza, beer and bourbon - in just about the order to celebrate the night.
Mr. Moore: I raise an extremely fine toast of Buffalo Trace in your honor tonight. Thanks for the ride.
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