Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Getting my fix

I don't do sci-fi.

That said, holy crap, how can a girl become so addicted to Battlestar Galactica? Two multi-hour marathons after my first episode (#1 of Season Three), and I'm hopelessly ensnared by the drawn-out plots, the juicy ethical questions, and the inexplicably *hawt* Lee Adama. The best part is that every time I mention it, I out another friend who's also hooked. It's like some sort of virus running rampant over the airwaves.

Stupid DVD series. I get rid of my tv, but I still have my DVD-RW. I really ought to throw it out...but then I'd never find out who the last five Cylons are.

2 comments:

Auglaise said...

This coming from the girl that used to have all episodes of the X-files on VHS??? I specifically remember something about a red Speedo...

Oh Apollo, we worship thee!

Yes, I adore the series. ^_^ You should also check out Firefly, a show of which I am a rabid fan. Captain Mal is beautiful!

Meg said...

I've heard lots of good things about Firefly, so I definitely will.

Ah, X-Files. Good point. :) My interest in sci-fi lapsed since then, so clearly I've unintentionally betrayed my roots. ;)