I can't stop thinking about the BSG finale

[guanin]

I just can't. I'm too shellshocked/moved/everything to not think about it. This is going to take a while to recover from.

It appears that my lamp has gone insane, for it just started blinking. Please tell me the fuses aren't at it again.

I missed Milo on Kimmel today, as expected. The problem with late night shows and no DVR is that, yeah, I can't really watch them without keeping at least one person in the house awake, since watching television at a low volume drives me insane. I never trained my ears to hear at that range. I just can't understand what people are saying.

I wanted to write more fic today, but I had to deal with the minutiae of the thesis. The pieces are numbered and organized. Now I just need to come up with something halfway intelligent to finish the conclusion with. Thus far, I have nothing. No fields of further research to propose. No contradictory conclusions. I really have no clue how to write conclusions.

ETA: I did call my cousin yesterday. And I told her I would give her a link my stories. Without really thinking about it. So I'm flocking the most incriminating stuff at Dreamwidth and directing her there. This is what happens when I don't think before I speak. I did tell her I don't write mainstream stuff.

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I could not stop watching! It's like that book that you can't put down no matter how hard you try to set it down on the table and close it, but your eyes keep following the lines and it's driving you insane because you have to know how what happens next! It's like that.

Is there nowhere else she can read? That makes no sense. At my grandparents house, the problem I have is that my grandfather goes to bed at 9:30. Then my cousin takes over the downstairs tv. I need a tv tuner.