January 17th, 2009


Poem for Saturday

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A ridiculous amount of my day was devoted to Battlestar Galactica, but this is the first and last time that is going to happen, so you don't have to take me off your friends list. *g* I had plans to meet gblvr early at an Indian restaurant, but my stomach was a bit off, so I begged for a change of venue and we ended up deciding to go to the mall so she could get sushi and I could get comfort food. We also did a bit of schmoozing, found clothes on a huge sale at Torrid (I got a $44 shirt for $7, go me). Then I learned that gblvr wanted L'Occitane en Provence's Amber perfume, of which I had an extra bottle left over from trip provisions last summer, so I invited her back to my house for eau de toilette and BSG marathon. She knitted, I wrote a review of "Data's Day" -- which I must confess I like better than any BSG I have seen -- and we compared notes on who we thought would be the last unrevealed Cylon.

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We had dinner with my parents, then returned home for more Battlestar Galactica -- I was determined to record "The Hub" this time, having hunted for the episode title in the morning by asking which one had the "I love you" scene in it. That moment gives me warm fuzzies, but the show is just as craptastic as my initial sense...it holds my interest, sure, but it continues to mystify me why people love it and how anyone thinks it is better than Star Trek is beyond my comprehension, unless you mean these actors are much better than Voyager's. Collapse )