As regards the addictive tv series called Battlestar Galactica.
The most unlikely scifi-head, i.e. Z, my BFF(Best Friend Forever), gets hooked on it.
You affectionately call her “nugget”, indicative of your own addiction. She responds with the least expected: “who you calling nugget, nugget. I’m your frakking Viper instructor.”
She interrupts you during your shower to ask the urgent question: “what’s your laptop password? I NEED to watch BSG now.”
She refuses to go home, nearly finishes a season within 24 hours, and still doesn’t want to go because she’s “afraid of Cylons”. You’re terrified of walking her down as you’re afraid of Cylons too. It is unanimously agreed: huddling and watching a few more episodes is the far superior solution.
She develops a massive crush on Lt. Thrace a.k.a. Starbuck. The two of you start bickering over who loves Starbuck more.
She says scary things like, there may be seven deadly sins but she’s just found the eighth — battlestar galactica.
You find her surfing three different BSG websites instead of studying.
When she says “can I have Cylon Tea”, you’re not sure if she’s just horsing around or really had a slip of tongue.
All that… happened within 24 hours of introducing her to the series, making her “scarier than I ever was”:http://popagandhi.com/419/bsg/.
I’m in two minds about this. On the one hand she doesn’t want to talk about shoes anymore. On the other hand, I’m also not allowed to start on Season 3 until she’s done catching up (frak that, but don’t tell her).
Quote-unquote, BSG is better than ___. It’s half an hour each, you can keep having it again and again, and never get tired. I guess ex-es always love to get back at you. It’s complicated.
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As regards the addictive tv series called Battlestar Galactica.
The most unlikely scifi-head, i.e. Z, my BFF(Best Friend Forever), gets hooked on it.
You affectionately call her “nugget”, indicative of your own addiction. She responds with the least expected: “who you calling nugget, nugget. I’m your frakking Viper instructor.”
She interrupts you during your shower to ask the urgent question: “what’s your laptop password? I NEED to watch BSG now.”
She refuses to go home, nearly finishes a season within 24 hours, and still doesn’t want to go because she’s “afraid of Cylons”. You’re terrified of walking her down as you’re afraid of Cylons too. It is unanimously agreed: huddling and watching a few more episodes is the far superior solution.
She develops a massive crush on Lt. Thrace a.k.a. Starbuck. The two of you start bickering over who loves Starbuck more.
She says scary things like, there may be seven deadly sins but she’s just found the eighth — battlestar galactica.
You find her surfing three different BSG websites instead of studying.
When she says “can I have Cylon Tea”, you’re not sure if she’s just horsing around or really had a slip of tongue.
All that… happened within 24 hours of introducing her to the series, making her “scarier than I ever was”:http://popagandhi.com/419/bsg/.
I’m in two minds about this. On the one hand she doesn’t want to talk about shoes anymore. On the other hand, I’m also not allowed to start on Season 3 until she’s done catching up (frak that, but don’t tell her).
Quote-unquote, BSG is better than ___. It’s half an hour each, you can keep having it again and again, and never get tired. I guess ex-es always love to get back at you. It’s complicated.
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Simple, Excellent Microsoft Ad / Thanks Hor / BSG / Birth Control / Twitter Updates for 2007-11-19 /