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I'm over bitching about Aisha and her crappy acting, Edgar and his ability to e-nun-ci-ate, Madeline and her crazy daughter no one cares about, and Sarah and her constipated expression. Why?

Because.


TONYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!


ROWR!

So... I was going to post a driving rant and how everyone sucks, but then I thought that maybe y'all were sick and tired of hearing my traffic rants. Instead of car ranting, let's move onto an equally exasperating subject: boys. I had quite a reaction to the following anecdotes so of course, it should be shared. Duh.

A friend of a friend of a friend (let's call her Girl) was telling me about a guy. Let's call him... Buttmunch.

First:
Buttmunch was over at Girl's house when Girl decided she needed to drop off a bag-load of clothes at the dry cleaners. Buttmunch thought this was a pretty good idea and asked Girl, since she was headed that way, if she minded dropping off some clothes for him, too. Girl had no problem with this so Buttmunch put what amounted to another bag-load of clothes into Girl's bag. Then Buttmunch decided he didn't want to stay at the house so he asked to go along with her, which she agreed. The aforementioned dry cleaners doesn't have a parking lot which means finding street parking. Girl drives there, finds street parking a few blocks away from dry cleaners, and is ready to walk the bag over when Buttmunch thoughtfully decides that it wouldn't be good to let the car cool down too much since driving a cold car is bad. (Yeah, this is where I had my first WTF reaction.) Girl thought Buttmunch was a tard because they were only going to be gone for a few minutes and there was no way the car would become an icicle in that short a time. BUT this stupidass reasoning was just Buttmunch's excuse to stay in the car because it was freezing outside, telling Girl that she should just let the car run to keep it warm and he would graciously sit in the car and watch it while she was gone. Girl refrained from kicking Buttmunch in the groin-al area because she didn't think it was worth the effort and instead, hauled both her and his clothes the few blocks to the dry cleaners. When Girl got back to the car, she bitched out Buttmunch, who was shocked to hear that the bag was heavy. Now of course, Girl thought he was a fucking tard and starts making plans to break up with Buttmunch.

Here's my issue with this. If Buttmunch was going to make such a stink about wanting to go with Girl to the dry cleaners in the first place, he should have at least gotten out of the car with her. If Buttmunch thought she should have left the car running, Buttmunch, as the passenger, should have gotten out of the car and ran the clothes over. Especially since the bag was full not only with her clothes, but his. And really... it's just a nice, courteous, gentlemanly thing to do. I don't know why she didn't kick him out of the car.

Second:
Girl and Buttmunch order a pizza for dinner. Buttmunch borrows Girl's car to pick up the pizza. Pizza place is only five minutes away. Buttmunch brings back the pizza fifteen minutes later. Girl opens box. Pizza is missing three slices. What happened? Buttmunch got the pizza in the car, decided he was way too hungry, opened box, and ate three slices right there. Meanwhile, Girl is starving at home and waiting for pizza. When Girl confronts Buttmunch, Buttmunch's excuse is that he was hungry and can't see why Girl is so upset.

Dude? No. Just no. If the pizza place is five minutes away, you bring your ass and the entire pizza back. If the pizza place is in Siberia and you're coming back via sled and dogs... maybe.

Third:
Girl and Buttmunch go to a restaurant for dinner. There is a thirty minute wait. Girl and Buttmunch decide to find a table at the bar and eat there. Waittress takes their order. There is only one setting at the table. Buttmunch takes utensils, unfolds napkin, and places it on his lap. Then Buttmunch says to Girl, 'gee, if I had been a gentleman, I probably would have let you have that place setting, huh?' Napkin and utensils stay on Buttmunch's lap and his side of the table. Girl is in shock and plans on dumping Buttmunch's ass as soon as he helps her finish re-tile her kitchen floors. Buttmunch is clueless.

Yo. Not when it's serious. Not even if it's supposed to be a joke. Not at the start of dating. Not even three years into a relationship. Never.

Hearing things like this make me glad all my boyfriends are fake too busy working to be asses. See? When they're fake too busy pleasing you, you can mold them into the perfect men they are. *nods*

I'm a bit worried. I'd like someone to assure me that I'm not a very fucked up person.

Took a nap on the couch this afternoon and had the weirdest dreams. Ever. For me, anyway. First dream, before the phone rang and woke me up, had me on American Idol. Umm... I don't even watch the show. In fact, hate the show with the fiery passion of a gabajillion suns. And yet, there I was, in my frelled up head, auditioning. SCARY! 'Cuz god knows, if I could carry a tune, I wouldn't be an engineer. The second dream, after answering the phone and finding I had a massive headache and needed a longer nap, was all sorts of violent and weird. Lots of guns and bullets and implanted tracking devices and deserted warehouses. And then near the end, it got bloody and messy. Hmm... I'm normal, right? Nothing to worry about?

I think maybe I should stop taking naps on Sundays.

In happy thoughts, the S1 finale of Atlantis will be on tomorrow night. *squees!* Have read spoilers for it, because I suck. And the cliffhanger? *squees for potential shippiness in S2!* Rowr.

GRRRRR.

I hate how it's not even the end of January yet and they're already selling spring clothes and strappy sandals. Everything winter seems to be on clearance. Bleh. Finally found a pair of boots I liked, but they didn't have my size. Then finally found a pair of hooker boots that looked like they would fit me. But again, didn't have my size. Then found a pair of nice shoes I could wear for work. Again, nothing in my size for brown, black... not even in the navy pair. Argh. The only sizes they had in all the to-wear-NOW shoes were either really tiny or really huge. And of course, they're not getting any more because they're trying to get rid of whatever they have now so they can sell summer shoes. Bastards. And damn my feet for being average-sized.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!

Big fat YAY to the PoohBro for passing Round 1 of interviews for the BA-MD program he's applying to. I'm a little concerned, though. I can't picture this kid in any medical service field. After all, this is the same guy who this past week, upon seeing me online, thought it was hilarious to keep sending me boy band mp3s just to annoy me and then started bitching every time I blocked him. Not sure I'd want him treating anyone in a life or death situation. But still... yay!

Let's get started, shall we? Invisi-texted just in case someone is slower than me in watching this, or just doesn't care.

Alias 4.something: Welcome to Liberty Village

~ Somewhere: Russian dude who is not Alex Krycek. Bullets, bang, whiz, death, blah. Then a truck with some gizmo or other in it. And Russian dude goes home to the little woman. *yawn*

~ House of Sekrit Agents: Weiss explains the concept of cosmic bowling as a "true bowling experience" to Nadia. Dude. Shut up. (But now I kinda want to go bowling, cuz what's better than cosmic bowling? Drunken cosmic bowling.) Vaughn and Syd explain the concept of being a "boring yuppie" to Weiss. Weiss, who obviously doesn't understand the concept of being responsible and boring -- after all, the Big Black Ops Agency didn't even want his underachieving slacker ass on their team in the first place -- correctly tells them they're idiots, and zips off with Nadia to roll his ball into her pins. Nadia thinks it's a grand idea, as she prefers the idea of all-you-can-eat hot dogs to the dinner they just obviously finished eating like a minute ago.

Syd: "We don't analyze everything we do. Do we?"
Vaughn: "No, no, we don't. And besides, we agreed to take things slow."
Umm, Syd? If you have to ask, chances are, you do. And wtf does not wanting to go bowling on a Wednesday night have to do with taking things slow? Bowling doesn't equate with marriage or children. They done the sex, isn't it about time they start the date?

Vaughn: "And that's why they call us when something's wrong." Umm... no, they call you because they know you have no life. Trust me. I know this well. LMAO. Why did they both look so relieved and HAPPY to be called into work and so incredibly miserable to be standing alone together in the kitchen? It's painful. Someone should kill Syd and put her out of her misery.

~ SD-6 Bunker: Repeatable core? Amplified radius? The frell? Gosh, are EMPs the new fad this season? I think I've seen two or three other shows that were all over them. Blah blah blah mission stuff. S/V posing as some couple to infiltrate Octoberfest. I stopped listening halfway through because Marshall kept blabbering, but there was something about a watch... GODDAMN Vaughn watches! Oh, wait... wrong season...

~ Moscow: It's raining. Vaughn needs to enunciate his Russian.

~ Marshall's Laboratory: Jack and Marshall Hoyay. I wish. Map stuff.

~ Van o' Baddies: David and Karen Parker. *yawn* BWAHAHAHAHA. Syd's face gets photoshopped onto some Baywatch chick's decidedly feminine body. Finally, the FX department accomplishes what the wardrobe and makeup department have unsuccessfully tried to do for the past three seasons.

~ FakeD-6: Sloane orders his bitch Jack to reach out and touch some Russian guy. Jack objects because he'd rather reach out and touch other people. Maybe even Marshall, who rings up Sloane with very.important.news. - the Parkers are being driven to a slice of American suburbia in the middle of Russia someplace or other.

~ Springfield Liberty Village, Moscow, Someplace: Other baddies are eager to see S/V host skilz in action. Yo, I'd be pissed they all have keys to my house before I even moved in.

~ Credits of Squick: Seriously. ONE Sydney is enough.

~ House of FakeSpyLuv: Ahahahaha. Liberty Village. Oh, the irony! So this once government operated training grounds is now in the private sector. Ahaha. And let's see... agents eat, sleep, live, blah blah blah in a fake American suburb as fake Americans so they can train to be better fake Americans in order to infiltrate America, or something. You know, this is all starting to sound very familiar. Oh, right. It's like it was ripped right out of The Bourne Ultimatum.

Tom: "We need to be sure you can portray Americans convincingly." If only they could portray spies convincingly, as well.

~ 'Won't you be my neighbor?': The Parkers meet their neighbors. Syd's bigass gigantor watch transmits images of everyone back to HQ so Marshall can figure out who everyone is. Hey, I can make it easier for them: everyone's a BadGuy. OMG! That first couple killed 47 people! They must be related to Rambaldi. Father's brother's cousin's niece's mother's aunt's neighbor's college roomie?

[Drew Goddard's first Alias ep? Hmm. Kinda meh for a guy who's managed to garner minions.]

Bwahahaha. That Rome pic is the funniest thing EVER. Y2K? Sheeeeeeeeesh. Even I can do better than that.

Tom: "You two -- you seem a little cold." Dude. Crap like this isn't funny. Why would the writers want to emphasize the fact that JG and MV look like they can't stand each other? 'Cold' isn't the word I'd use. Try 'frigid,' 'frosty,' or 'icy.'

~ SpyBathroom: The only steam between these two is coming from the faucet. Most heat they've been able to generate between themselves all season.

Syd: "What the hell is going on?"
Vaughn: "Yeah, it's like a weird nightmare."
Syd: "That we're trapped in."
Welcome to my world, Sydney. It's like we're talking about why I keep watching this show.

Vaughn: "If one more person calls us boring--"
Syd: "He didn't call us boring. He called us cold. Who thinks we're boring?"
Yeah, cuz THAT's important right now. Besides, the answer would be Weiss, Nadia, me, everyone and anyone still watching this show...

~ The Jog of Doom: When are they going to learn? Syd running? Blindness. How cruel of TPTB to make us watch JG do something she clearly sucks at. Although, given the option of watching Syd running or Syd crying... nah, I'd probably still poke my eyes out. Oh god, make it stop make it stop make it stop make it stop makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop. Blah blah blah Tom. Blah blah blah Diane watching S/V being cold and boring with each other. Lots of Russian-speak in this scene. Makes me wish Sark were around so we could hear Anders have a go at it. Also, with the (incorrect) Mulder/Scully vibe from the ep promo, now hearing all this Russian makes me wish Krycek would drive into the village and make some waves. PTB, look into it. I don't think Lea is doing anything else right now. Thank you.

~ Sekrit Meeting Place: Jack and Alexei do Hoyay. Or not. Dammit, this ep is boring. Why is it raining everywhere? I thought Alias was a happy place, sunshine and puppies all the time.

~ Suburban Hell: BWHAHAHAHA. Tom and Vaughn wearing the same shirt. LMFAO. Except... YAWN! Question: why does JG walk like she's got a steel rod up her ass that goes all the way up through her spine? I know you're supposed to be careful with posture and stuff, but this is ridiculous.

~ Eh? Continuity? Wow. Jack brings back a plotline from S1 with Irina's books. *falls ded*

~ Car Dealerships are EVIL: How'd he pop the question? Syd freezes. Why? 'Cuz she HATES Vaughn's ass. God she SUCKS at this spy-pretending to be Russian assassin-pretending to be American shit. I bet Weiss's dead grandmother could do better than her. Vaughn? Is scarily proving to be more proficient at spy games than Syd. I think the world's gonna end by the end of this episode. It was nice knowing y'all. Okay. The world will still be intact by the end of the episode because Vaughn's a goober who couldn't hold onto his gun. Meh. Thankfully, the writers wrote it so Syd would seem competent, kill all the bad guys, and save Vaughn's sorry ass. Vaughn obviously only survived, not because of Syd's horrendous driving skilz, but because he was wearing a blue shirt. Listen. All guys should wear blue shirts. Blue button-downs are preferred. With sleeves rolled up. And... hmm... I may have to go rewatch some Meloni and Flanigan after this...

~ SpyCrapper: Exactly how do they know that there aren't cameras in the bathroom? If I were running a military training compound with all that specialized security, I'd put a couple of cameras in the bathroom. It has nothing to do with me being a perv, cuz we all know that, but because everyone and their mothers go to the bathroom for big sekrit conversations they don't want anyone to hear.

Syd: "It's dead."
This is the second watch Syd's broken. I think it's a sign.

Vaughn: "They tried to kill us over a car. I mean, if we stay they might send us to the supermarket and launch grenades at us."
One could only hope.

GAHHHHHHHHH!!! My eyes!!!! Stupid people. Near-death experiences make you do stupid things like have sex in the shower. As good spies, they should have recognized this and refrained, dammit. At least we were spared the awkward sex part, even if the 'awkward' is still glaringly obvious.

~ Shut Up, Marshall: Shut up, Marshall. Oh, wait, there's other stuff, probably important stuff, stuff about Irina and a microdot, and a dead operative named Sentinel. Hmm, Jack was rather abrupt about the whole Sentinel thing. My guess? DADDYVAUGHN! I'm throwing that one in for free, because I'm bored, and if they're going to be breaking watches in this ep and pulling up shit from S1, I'm allowed to.

~ Bedroom of FrigidLove: In comes... Krycek!... no, wait... dammit. Tom tells them they're going to America. Because one stupid test, which they won by pure luck, was enough to prove to the BadGuys that Syd and Vaughn are the world's bestest spies eva.

~ More Sekrit Agent Stuff: Book exchange. Meh. Talk about Irina. She's dead already, let it go. No one cares.

~ SpyBurbia: Mission briefing. Something stock exchange. Something something something. Vaughn getting bitchsmacked for wanting to know an expected casualty count. I've moved on.

~ Lab o'STFU: Beeping computers are never good. Hahaha. Dumbass Germans breaking up Syd and Vaughn's Octoberfest.

~ SpyBurbia, Again: No, seriously. A successful kill at the car dealership and all of a sudden they're going to let S/V be in charge of their supa weapon? Bad guys are stooooopid, yo. I would have seen if they survived grenades at the supermarket first. Hmm. PleasekillSydpleasekillSydpleasekillSyd. Damn Vaughn sucks at the hand-to-hand. Chopper comes by but can't make a kill. Syd sets off EMP and everything and everyone's all happy happy.

~ Sloane's Office: Wait. So Sentinel is actually Elena Derevko? Who the huh? Or did I zone out again? Who the heck... cares. What time table? Ugh. This show sucks.

~ SpyPlane: More harping on how boring and cold Syd and Vaughn are. Dude? This joke was already old ten minutes into the show. To make it a running gag for the entire freaking episode is just lazy. S/V kiss and decide to make a stop in Paris for dinner. I am peeved, because as a taxpayer, I don't want to be paying for that crap.

~ In Two Weeks: More weird crap. Why won't she die already.

Overall, a passable episode. The end seemed too rushed, the wrap-up too pat and too neat (as with pretty much every single episode this season). Actually, everything to do with Sydney and Vaughn seemed rushed. They get their mission; they go to SpyVillage; they do one silly and stupid test to prove themselves; they get the EMP device practically shoved in their face; they activate it and get out. I think I like the Russian assassins practicing to be Americans in book form way better. The Jack/Sloane/Alexei thing was at least interesting, even though bringing up Elena Derevko was all sorts of meh. Mostly because I really couldn't care about the whole Derevko subplot anymore. So... an okay episode. But from all the praise and gushing and ass-licking everyone was doing about Goddard joining the writing staff, I was expecting a hell of a lot more and better. Eh.

Half-watched Alias tonight.

Oh man.

Snark and rant, definitely, tomorrow.

Squee! Have treated myself to SGA looping even though this last ep hurt, in a really good way though.

As usual, y'all can skip on through this entry and wait for the Alias entry later tonight/tomorrow.

Here be Pooh, licking the boyfriend:
SGA: 1.19 The Siege, Part 1

~ Previouslies! I love this season. Rowr!
~ ACK! Hive ships! Coming fast! :(
~ Bigass urgent meeting. Aww, the weird conference tables with the pokey-sticks are actually Lego parts. Cool. And I never get sick or tired of seeing all those Dell lappies. Every time they pan by one, I scream 'Harold!' because they really are Harolds, every single one of them. Hmmm, maybe I need one of them Atlantis stickers for Harold... But back to the meeting, which yummy McKay is leading. And yay, Zelenka! Having seen the new SG Lowdown special and knowing that Shep really has Solitaire open on his computer monitor makes this scene kinda funny, even if it's not supposed to be.
~ "In military parlance, surprise... is... an element on our side." Heh. *hearts McKay*
~ No! Why did McKay have to take Grodin with him to the weapons satellite? Let Grodin sit his ass down at his control console and rot. So much better there, dammit. And who the heck is Miller?
~ No wonder Teyla wants to get out of the infirmary. Those beds look really uncomfortable. What happened to the red scrubs? Oh, and for anyone who's keeping track of the non-shippy between Teyla and my boyfriend, Shep seemed pretty eh about whether or not Teyla should return to active duty and even Teyla in see-through scrubs sitting on a bed didn't seem to get him that much more excited. Ha. *is wonderfully oblivious in my S/W shipper land* (Will resist rolling eyes at RL during Secrets Revealed for going on about how she and JF are both Capricorns and therefore do not match up well. She crazy fangirl. Hnmph. But Capricorns and Cancers do pretty well together... just saying. lmfao)
~ Yay! Zelenka has a first name! Radek. Awwww. He's all fussing over McKay. Twu wuv, baby. I love these two together. And more awwww for Zelenka thinking if anyone should get in trouble far far away from home, it should be him and not McKay. And they're still bickering up to the last minute. *sniffle* How will I survive until the summer without any new eps????
~ "You know that for a fact, Sergeant, or is your Spidey sense just tingling?" Hee. *loves boyfriend* And even cranky ol' Bates laughed at that. Hmm. Maybe he's not so bad (all the time) if he has some sense of humor. Of course, I reserve the right to take that back.
~ So of course, I take it back right now as Bates trails after Shep to sing the familiar tune of 'Teyla, She Evil.' I'm happy that Shep doesn't raise his voice all psycho and stoopid-like when faced with Bates' argument (like he did last time, pffft), and that he actually looked like he was thinking about what Bates had to say. But in the end, he chooses Teyla over Bates, which has gotta suck for Bates. Having your CO ignore your concerns when you're head of security has really gotta blow. No wonder Bates is always so bitter. Well, ok, not to mention the fact that Shep killed his original CO. Blah blah.
~ More Zelenka! I love this ep. Weir's not the only one who's upset at seeing the pretty city in chunks at the bottom of the ocean, even if it was just a simulation. I love Zelenka, but he's such a party pooper in this scene with his doom and gloom. Bastard Wraith making all my pretties sad! Still trying to picture Atlantis as a flying intergalactic spaceship, though. It's sooooo not aerodynamic at all.
~ Zelenka: "But I'm more concerned about Ancient database. Its ability to backup data is incredibly redundant."
Weir: "Incredibly redundant."
Zelenka: "Yeah, that one never gets old, but seriously..."
Heh. Zelenka wasn't the only one who chuckled. Weir made a joke! I love my show and I love my cheese. All this talk about destroying the city is making me twitch.
~ Friggin' Bates. He needs a Jump To Conclusions mat.
~ Sheppard: "What the hell are you talking about? We ran into a, uh-- What the hell was that?"
Ford: "It looked an awful lot like a T-Rex, sir."
Sheppard: "Yeah, T-Rex. Wasn't even a Wraith."
Oh man. This show cracks me up. Dinosaurs in the Pegasus galaxy!
~ Rowr! Teyla/Bates!
Teyla: "Perhaps you are not aware, Sergeant, but being accused of serving the Wraith is the greatest insult among my people."
Bates: "Oh, I'm aware."
Teyla: *POW!*
Bwahahaahaha. I heart Teyla, especially when she's not connected to Shep and when she's kicking all sorts of ass. *rewinds scene over and over and over again* Such a pretty punch, too.
Teyla: "I was simply stating an opinion, Major." LMFAO. *love*
Too bad Shep ordered Bates to walk away. He broke up my fun, dammit!
Bates: "This isn't over."
Teyla: "I would be disappointed if it were."
Heh. Teyla's such a little spitfire. She and Bates are seriously like little bratty kids duking it out for superiority in the sandbox. And of course, with that kind of fire and passion between those two... lalalala... Oh, right... not all fighting is considered foreplay. Shame. Except, you know, the way they were trying to get at each other... oh, nevermind. I can't keep trying to ship her off with everyone just to get her away from the boyfriend. *sigh*
~ Sheppard: "What the hell are you doing? You don't go around decking the Head of Security."
Teyla: "He said--"
Sheppard: "I don't care what he said. He says a lot of things. You just stay away from him."
Shep's the daddy, sending his kids to opposite corners of the room. No shippy there! In fact, I haven't gotten any shippy vibes from them in forever. Yay! Though Ford looks a bit concerned, as well he should, because Teyla/Ford4Eva!
~ With the Jumper docked to the weapons platform, the whole thing looks like a big ol' penis. Just saying.
~ McKay: "How much air does this hold anyway?"
Miller: "Eight hours."
McKay: "Well, that's enough, right? I mean, even with the heavy breathing. I mean, they would calculate that in, right?"
Ack. McKay's breathing in the spacesuit is beyond "heavy" breathing. I'm surprised the oxygen supply didn't get used up right then. And ahahaha. Grodin's smirking again. LOVE when he gets all smirky because he's sooo the caretaker of the Atlantis gossip mill. You just know it.
~ Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww. It's Halling! God, I hate those icky Athosians (except for Teyla, who is growing on me more and more every ep). Even so, he should take Teyla with him back to the mainland and stay there. Teyla/Halling4EVA! Blah blah blah Halling whining-cakes. Poor Weir having to deal with this asshat. God, I wanna smack the crap out of his ignorant bitchass. I hope when the Wraith finally do get to Atlantis, they feed off him first. *boots his ass into a room with Kavanaugh and the Wraith armada* No remorse, baby.
~ Heh. A computer virus will destory Atlantis and maybe even the Wraith systems!! lmfao. Hmmm, apparently, they can only compress 7-8% of the database onto their harddrives. Yeah, sometimes, I'm really disappointed in winzip's capabilities, too.
~ McKay in his cranberry suit! LMFAO @ his scream. They showed the filming of this scene during the TV Guide channel behind the scenes thing, and yup, DH was right. It's totally a manly scream. lmfao.
~ "See, now why don't we just call it Planet Waterfall? ...What? I say we should just give them names." Oh man, I'm going to soooooooooo miss Ford next season. His crappy naming ability aside, he does bring up a good point. Planet naming would make it so much easier for me.
~ Damn. Now I have to feel sorry for Bates. As someone as close to completely spoiled as possible for this show, and knowing beforehand that "someone was going to die" in this ep, this here made me think Bates. But then Beckett took over, and when has Beckett ever lost a man under his care? So... scratch Bates as dead meat. The only other two characters they could possibly kill would be Zelenka or Grodin at this point, because who the fuck is Miller? In either case, I will scream, dammit.
~ Heeeeeee! Teyla called Ford "Aiden"!! Teyla/Ford4Eva&Eva&Eva!
~ Oh. Stackhouse. If they kill him, I will also scream. Bad enough they killed Markham. *squishes all secondary characters into big PoohEmbraceOfFangirlSafety*
~ Poor poor poor girlfriend. She's so upset about the possibility of losing all that untapped data in the database. Sucks. Wraith suck! Leave them alone!
~ "We are at war, Elizabeth. In war... there are casualties." And here is where I thought Zelenka was foreshadowing his own death. *stomps foot* Someone make him a regular on this show stat so I don't have to worry about him ever.
~ Bwahahaha. There's something incredibly ridiculous about McKay, Grodin, and Miller doing rock-paper-scissors to see who will EVA to fix the weapon. And who didn't see that three-way result coming? I wish Grodin didn't look so happy about picking the long pencil. The EVA may be dangerous, but it's damn sure safer than being stuck inside the weapons platform when three ugly hive ships are coming after your ass.
~ "We have a Wraith in the city." Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! In hindsight, why would the Wraith have blown himself up in the Dart after he scanned the city? They don't seem like the sacrificing type. And you know... for a bunch of people who just found out there's a WRAITH in the city.... these guys look pretty damn calm. I'd be freaking out. Get your bigass guns and hunt that mofo down, dammit!
~ There goes the big detachable penis. WHY is Grodin still inside the platform? Dammit. Get OUT! Death comes faster for those who single themselves off from the rest of the pack. *rocks self because Grodin will not die (even if this isn't the first time watching this ep)* And umm... shouldn't McKay be tied down to something before he makes his spacewalk?
~ McKay: "Oh my."
Grodin: "Rodney? Rodney, did you make it?"
McKay: "I haven't quite left the rear of the Jumper yet."
Grodin: "Do I need to remind you of the time?"
McKay: "Yes, please do. Remind me. Are we on a tight schedule?"
Grodin: "Just pointing out the obvious."
Snark! GrodinSnark! SmirkyGrodinSnark would be even better. 'Cuz he's alive, dammit. Lalalala
~ Zelenka: "So we've narrowed its field of focus to scan solely in the gate room figuring that was the only place that the Wraith - or any other alien - would enter the city from."
Sheppard: "Okay... so that was wrong."
Zelenka: "Yup."
Heh.
~ McKay: "This is bad. Very bad. I'm not sure I can fix this."
Grodin: "You can fix anything."
McKay: "Who told you that?"
Grodin: "You did on several occasions."
McKay: "Well, you're right. Probably a good thing I drew the short straw."
~ McKay/Grodin4Eva! Or at least until the end of this episode anyway.
~ This is what happens when Shep separates his team. He and the new guys all get stunned. See? Another reason why it would be bad to get rid of Ford next season. Just saying. Oooh, smart Wraith, listening in on Shep and co with a stolen radio. Bastard. But then Wraith goes to feed on Shep by ripping open his vest and jacket and... NOOO, dumbass Wraith, you're supposed to rip his shirt open, too. Duh. And um, not to be too picky, but in Suspicion, Shep gets grazed by a stunner beam and falls unconscious. Here, he gets quite a bit of a full blast and he's still wide awake? Ok, blah blah, I'm just stalling because I don't want to see the next McKay/Grodin scene.
~ "Oh dear." NO, OH DEAR! NOOOO! Why didn't they bring more spacesuits! Dammit. Oh, god. Grodin looks all scared and stuff, despite the brave face he's putting on, but it sure sounds like even he doesn't believe he's going to survive. This sucks. His first off-Atlantis mission, and this happens. *sniffle*
~ "You got a name? ... Okay, we'll go with 'Bob.' Bob, I'm going to need to know what you've been doing here for the past two weeks, and I'm going to need to know now." LMFAO. Bob! I'd have to agree with JF back in whatever interview when he said he was fighting for a BobWraith because 'Bob' was pretty damn funny. Of course, this has absolutely everything to do with the fact that the two most annoyingly ridiculous bosses at work are named Steve and Bob. It's a boyfriend shout-out to ME! (lalala)
~ *sniffles* Miller and McKay in the cloaked Jumper, and Grodin in the satellite. No fair! It just looks really wrong to have Zelenka sitting in Grodin's chair in the control room.
~ Blah blah blah Teyla wants to mindmeld with Bob. Shep won't let her. Teyla insists. Shep relents. Bob waits. I like Steve better. Steve was funny and snarky. Bob just breathes really loud.
~ McKay's face, before the weapon blasts one of the ships is... dammit, Grodin! Stupid Atlantis people! Why are you cheering? Two more freaking ships and Grodin's still stuck in there!
~ Teyla and Ford... sitting in a tree... lalalala
~ Boyfriend gets all pissed and desperate and fires a clip into Bob. "Listen, Bob, I have no problems with killing you whatsoever." *tingles* Rowr. *hearts boyfriend like whoa*
~ NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GRODIN!!!!!!!!!!!! "I'm sorry." Shit. Dammit. NOOOOO! They can't kill the smirky Grodin! They... can't...! They... did. Fuckers! And damn DH and his face acting. *sniffle* Hurts. Pain. Ache. Grooooooodddddiiiinnnn!
~ "I'm not screwing around, Bob. Did you sabotage this base or not?" Okay, I know Shep is all focused and pissed and not messing around, but every time he calls the Wraith Bob, I crack up. And ohoh... Shep actually looks a bit worried now. That's bad.
~ "Elizabeth, Peter Grodin was aboard the satellite." Shut yo mouth! *covers ears* Lalalalalalalalalala. McKay's expression breaks my heart because he wants to cry and so do I. Stop killing my people, dammit! But still... lalalalalaalalalalalaalallaala
~ I wanna hug girlfriend. (And then I wanna put her and boyfriend in a room and tell them to do their thing before the Wraith get there.) She's so strong and leader-y and stuff. Even when her voice cracks. "So thank you. And I'll see you on the other side."
~ Virus program -- Standby. Umm... that thing's not going to keep beeping until the Wraith get there, is it? Cuz that'll get hella annoying.
~ Ummm... Shep? Yeah. Seeing how pissed he was with Bob, I'm not surprised he killed Bob dead after Bob's last threat. I love my dark, murderous boyfriend. ROWR. When he gets all scary focused and intense like that, I get turned on. Especially when he's bathed in the blue glow from the holding cell. Boyfriend looks really really good in blue. Yummy. (OT: What did they do to Sora?)
~ "To be continued." Three nastiest words in the English language.

EEEEEEEP! One more episode until the end of the season! One more episode until I have to go into Atlantis withdrawal! One last freaking episode! The next five months are going to be torture. Gawd, I love this show.

Random SGA-related musing. Rechecked the shippyvid, and realized... I may have a weird definition for shippy, what with all the hostility clips I threw in there. lmfao.

Wooot! I am now certified in FDA-compliance software validation. I have no freaking clue what that means, except that I now have a binder full of PPT slides that tell me important stuff... I think. Couldn't actually be bothered to pay attention during the training sessions. And for that, I now have a bum hip, which I managed to tweak something nasty while doing crazy contortions in my very chair while attempting to find more comfortable positions and to stay awake.

And now, I am going to go home a bit early just because I can.

I am in a mood today.

Not a very good mood.

Got here too early for day 2 of the all-day training even though I knew beforehand I was going to skip the first half hour. Then J came late and insisted I wait for her to go to the meeting even though she had other shit to take care of, and kept calling my desk to make sure I wouldn't leave her. It's gloomy and cold outside, and we're expecting more snow and even colder temperatures later. And now I have to wait for my stupid tongues for the next few hours because I can never get the lady to give me a delivery time.

And... blah blah blah... other stuff... I'm just feeling all sorts of suffocated and annoyed at work today. I heart J 'cuz she's my bestestestest friend eva, but sometimes, it really does seem like we're both joined at the hip with some badass Krazy glue. And every once in awhile, I regress into my eldest child being forced to babysit a bunch of whiny pesky siblings mode, which I hate. It's nice to be alone and to do your own thing, you know? Blah. See? Moody and cranky today. I just need to go home, rewatch my hot boyfriend, squee at the non-anvil/non-shippy alien chick kick some ass, have McKay make me laugh and get all angsty, and then bitch and rant about character deaths.

Then I will be all better and not in such an icky mood. *nods* Well, at least until tonight when Mulder and Scully Do Dallas Alias comes on.

omgomgomgomgomgomgomg

I HATE Atlantis! Why do they keep killing off everyone I love?! WHY! WHYYYYYYY!!!! F'ing PTB need to stop having balls and taking chances with this show. I don't care about the potential payoff because killing off characters Pooh loves is soooo not cool. Dammit. Couldn't they have waited for S2? Just gimme the cliched happily-ever-after-everyone-lives ending!

*stomps feet*

*throws temper tantrum*

Oh hell. I love that show. No, it goes beyond just love. I want to marry that show and then tie it up in my fangirl dungeon so its there just for me forever and ever and ever and ever. *smacks self* Okay. Stupid moment of insanity there. Don't mind me. I really really really need to do one of my personal ep write ups to get this out of my system because this ep is making me all itchy and restless and the good kind of twitchy.

Sadly, it's going to have to wait until tomorrow because bed calls. Another all day training session tomorrow and I need to get there early. Blech. I did finish the shippyvid, and as soon as it finishes uploading, then it'll be... umm... up. Meg, wonderful non-SGA-watching vid barometer that she is, gave me the big thumb's up, so I guess it wasn't too horrible. Yay!

gaaahhh!

Evidence that dls are EVIL EVIL EVIL:
~ All JJ shows dl at really fast demonic speeds while all other shows dl at a slug's pace.
~ Boyfriend eps usually finish dl'ing mid-Tuesday afternoons BUT... on the one Tuesday I actually NEED to work, I wake up to find the boyfriend ep just finishing up ten minutes before I have to leave for work. WTF. EVIL! The penultimate episode of S1!! The one Tuesday I have to work!! And by work, I mean a real 8 hour day!! AND yesterday, J, Ant (new guy), and I made a pact to start working out again starting today!! EEEEEEEEVVVIIIILLLL!!!!! I just know that next week when I don't have to work, I'll be waiting forever again. I never realized how evil the boyfriend could be. *sniffle*

In other, but not really, fandom stuff. My attempt at shippyvid needs to be cleaned up, which means maybe a day or two of teeny tiny edits. I don't think I like it as much as the boyfriendvid, but is it bad or good that this one makes me giggle. Like a little little little girlie girl.

Hmmmmmmmm.... will be in an all day training course in an hour... I wonder... can I finish watching a 40 minute episode in 10-ish minutes? Or maybe I can leave a little late... *ponders*

14 inches by the parents'. 16+ inches by the apartment. Boss wasn't in today and since we only do half-days on Monday, we left early anyway. Yay! But... we're going in tomorrow for the entire freaking day so we can take part in a validation course and become certified in validating stuff. Yay skills for the resume! Got back to the apartment to see the roomie digging out of my parking spot. I'm hoping the spot I parked in is one of the guest spots because moving it later will be a bitch. They did a crappy job of plowing around here, so I'm praying they'll have that fixed by the time I get home tomorrow. Bleh to freaking lazy maintenance people around here. Jen was telling me about a clinical job opening in Santa Barbara, and it's days like this that make me really really really want to just pack it up, say 'screw it,' and just go. It definitely doesn't snow in SB, does it? Hmm.

Oh god.

The PoohBro's got the soundtrack to A Goofy Movie on his computer. He's singing along to all the songs. Out loud. He has all the lyrics memorized. AND he's doing all the different voices, too. The PoohBro is 18. There's just something oddly endearing about it. Even if he's an ass most of the time.

Snow update. At least 6 inches outside, even more down by the apartment. We're in a lull right now, just waiting for the second, bigger storm to hit overnight. Anticipated snow totals went from 6-12 inches yesterday, to 12-18 inches this morning, to 14-20 inches a few hours ago. Weather forecasters have been eerily accurate today with start and stop times for the first storm hit, but I'm praying/sacrificing virgins/praying that they are ridiculously wrong about totals and the second storm veers off elsewhere. I am really not looking forward to digging out tomorrow afternoon. Looking at the pretty snow and playing in the pretty snow is one thing, but clearing pretty snow sucks ass. It all makes me want to move some place that's warm and sunny. Bleh.

What does appendicitis feel like?

This is what I get for sticking my tongue out at the weatherman. They said the snow would start around noon or 1PM. Please. So here's me thinking I'll make a quick trip to the parents' to pick up a bunch of my bills that have been sitting there for a bit (and it was probably a good idea to pay them or something), go grocery shopping, and maybe grab a new book at Borders. Then I was going to book back to the apartment with a big bowl of popcorn, some old cheesy boyfriend movies, my fresh stack of trashy novels, and my recently stocked liquor supply and lots of hot chocolate. For the rest of the weekend. (Bliss, dude.) Only I got to the parent's, PoohMom made me eat lunch, and what do you know... snow started early. And hard. And fast. And within ten minutes, you couldn't see the street anymore. Blech. So here's me rushing to get out the door, with the PoohDad's foot on my ass to get me to move faster, and the PoohMom grabs me and refuses to let me drive back while it's snowing so hard. Something about how dangerous it is and why would I want to go back when it means shoveling myself whereas if I just stayed here and waited it out, I wouldn't have to and the PoohDad can dig me out before work on Monday. To which the PoohDad gave his little shiteating grin because even though 1) he defers to the Mom when it comes to the safety of her children, 2) he'd also rather I not drive in inclement weather if I didn't have to, and 3) he wants me to listen to the Mom and do what she wants... HE knows... and I know... that the only person who's going to be doing any shoveling around HERE, now that I'M stuck HERE, is ME. The only one who doesn't know this is MOM. Sheesh. Not to fear, though, because he's so kindly informed me that it wouldn't be hardcore shoveling, per se, seeing how he got himself a snowblower. Gee. Thanks. It's still going to take forever, and hello, fucking freezing outside.

Hmmm. Maybe this is more reason for me to just do an address change for all my really important mail. Of course, this would mean I'd actually have to check the mailbox at the apartment if very important mail gets directed there. God, I'm lazy. Oh well... at least the PoohBro and I can have a rematch of last year's snowball fight. I could have sworn I won that one, no matter what he claims.

So now I'm snowbound with nothing to do. No books, except for one crappy one I wanted to chuck without finishing. No popcorn. No cheesy Lifetime boyfriend movies. No liquor. No fun. I've been helping the Mom do some manic cooking and baking since she never gets to do that anymore, but after making wontons, dumplings, spring rolls, soup, banana bread (go figure) and a bunch of other things, if I ever see another slab of dough again, it'll be too soon. And anyway, we ran out of things to make. So now what? *sigh* Oh, wait! I think there's some cake mix somewhere... cupcakes, here I come...

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRGGGHHHHH

Okay. Feel better now. Sorta.

Expected 6 to 12 inches. SIX TO TWELVE! Sheesh. I hate shoveling. Hate. Also hate driving in the snow because people suck. Already, just the anticipation of a major snowstorm has people fucking up my Friday traffic pattern. NO ONE could drive today because they're all doing stupid things that make me scream and I have never been thisclose to massive road rage before.

But I'm better now. I think.

Well... at least a snowstorm gives me a real reason to stay in the house all weekend... Heh...

I was so off my game today, it was scary. Slept through both my alarms -- one a radio alarm, the other my cell phone set to go off half an hour later with its loudest, most annoying ringtone. Woke up at the exact minute I was supposed to be at work. Got stuck behind a major traffic accident. Windshield fluid spouts were frozen over and the windshield got really dirty. Test equipment wouldn't cooperate. We forgot to check our test times for a couple of runs - thank goodness for the stopwatch timer. Didn't get to leave until close to 7:30. Then got home, didn't have any food in the house, and ran into the bathroom door while hard hooking my elbow into the doorknob. Owwwwwwwww.

The only good thing that happened is we now know that after a week, two of the new interns are J and my manbitches. That's right. It's kind of frightening how easy it was to do it, too. And for their loyalty, one got his keyboard unplugged and the other his mouse disconnected for tomorrow morning. Yeah, we're mean. What can you do about it? Next week, it'll be switched and someone will probably get their mouse clamped to the desk. Sometimes it's really fun to mess with the fresh meat.

Big snowstorm expected this weekend, and thankfully, we've been told our Monday Philly trip is almost certainly postponed. Good, because I really don't want to drive to Philly to run experiments. Bad, because we would have been able to go down a day early, along with one of our new manbitches, and that meant drinks and room service on the company's bill. Oh well. Guess I'll have to find another way to get a mini-vaca.

Have not watched last night's Alias. Not sure if I'm in the mood to watch it tonight. Blah.

So I didn't watch Alias tonight. No one spoil me! (lmfao. sometimes I crack myself up) Watched Point Pleasant instead because hey, any show that employs James Morrison can't be all that bad, right? Sadly, he was only on for a few minutes, which makes the pain of the Space: Above and Beyond cancellation hurt even more. (Dammit, someone put out those friggin' DVDs already!) The pilot was way soapy. Eh. But having Satan's daughter wash up in this hellhole on the Jersey shore is hella amusing.

I've been feeling really meh lately. Don't know why. Maybe it's the weather. We're expecting tons of snow in the next few days. *sigh*

It's Tuesday. You know what that means. I get to do my personal post to squee over the boyfriend and company.

I love my show.

SGA: 1.18 The Gift

~ I love those city shots. Gorgeous.
~ Nighttime! Hee! Everyone's sleeping! Except for McKay, of course, and the really bored people in the control room. The coffee cup thing was adorable -- I'm easy when it comes to him, dammit. Ford sleeps with his sidearm under his pillow and he's got comic books! Sheppard sleeps with his arm under his pillow (just like me, hence... destiny, ha! shaddup) and has a Johnny Cash poster. He's also got a different room than the one he had in Hide&Seek and possibly Home (I notice things... am not obsessive...) And... damn... moving onto Teyla. What's up with the cinderblock-looking Ancient decor in the rooms? And what's Weir's room look like? Those beds are kinda small. How are we supposed to have... nevermind.
~ Hmmm. Dreams within dreams about Wraiths. That's kinda freaky. I'd probably be just as scared as Teyla if I found Shep dead, too. You can't kill the pretty, after all. Am highly disappointed that Shep wears a shirt to bed. *pouts*
~ Weee! Looks like Shep's been practicing the stick-fighting.... even if that guy is clearly not the boyfriend but a stunt guy. Boyfriend also should not get his hair cut any shorter than it is now. It's distracting and wrong if it gets too short.
~ Senior staff briefing. What's up with the two different conference tables? And what's up with those pipe-y stick things sticking out of the table like that? Makes no sense. Weir: "We have less than one week before the Wraith arrive. I want options." McKay: "You mean besides crying ourselves to sleep? Well, not me. I haven't slept in days."
~ Zelenka: "We think our best option is the control chair." McKay: "I was gonna say that." Zelenka: "Yes, but you were taking too long as usual." Zelenka can't die. I won't permit it through sheer force of my fangirl will. *nods firmly*
~ Ick. Teyla got snappy with my girlfriend Weir. That is so not cool. Pffft.
~ Shit. Is Kavanaugh still on this show? Kill him dead, dammit.
~ McKay: "Now what was that we were supposed to all remember? It was something important... ahh... oh, yes, that's right -- the Alamo." lmfao 200 people in the expedition? I wonder what the military/scientist split is.
~ Oh. New chick and Teyla having a gal-to-gal confab in the mess hall. Damn those psychologists and their probing questions. If I were Teyla, I'd be pissed that Shep sent the expedition shrink to talk to me, too.
~ Mmm. Boyfriend playing with his guns. *pauses ep to drool* I've also noted that Shep's pants seem to be staying on in this episode. Maybe they solved the problem of the droopy pants/peekaboo boxers? Dear god, I hope not.
~ Sheppard: "You're a member of my team which makes you my responsibility." La lala. I'm pretty sure that answers the shippy question regarding Shep/Teyla. He cares and shows concern because she's a friend and a member of his team, and he's pretty much just watching out for her and indirectly for himself and team. Yup. That's it. Nothing shippy there. At all. lalala.
~ Ahahahahaahahahahaaha. Teyla finds McKay coming out of Heightmeyer's office... wiping his eyes with a crumpled tissue. Awww, McKay's been crying! The shock on both their faces is hilarious. As is McKay trying to explain why he's there. "I was just, uh... we're seeing each other..." The fact that he whispered that part and told Teyla not to tell anyone makes me wonder what's going to happen when that rumor gets loose. Especially after Teyla's look of skepticism and her willingness to humor him. lmao.
~ Damn. Kate's office has a great view, especially of the sunset. I love the fx on this show. I want an office like that. I'm also kind of pleased that you could hear her office door open and close as Teyla stepped near and then away from it even though the door wasn't in the shot. It's the tiny things, people. Blah blah talk about Teyla's Wraith dreams. Wraith!Teyla looked like she stepped out of a Star Trek episode. Klingon-ish, maybe?
~ Beckett: "I have no explanation for any of your special superpowers." Teyla: "I only have one." Beckett: "I've seen you fight, m'dear." Ha! Loooooove Beckett. Yay for regularness next season!
~ Athosian stuff. Looks like it didn't take them long to get their settlement in order. What's it been... three or so months? *yawn* So I guess I'll take this moment to say that I kinda like Teyla a little bit more every time she gets something to do that isn't 1) inane or 2) involve staring at Shep with moo moo eyes.
~ Lalala. Lots of looks between Shep and Weir during their meeting with Teyla. Lalala.
~ McKay: "I got a little-" Ford: "You got a little what? Hey, McKay, you got a little what? (Shep gives him a look) What? Oh, it's okay when you guys make fun of me." Oh man. Ford was so adorable with his shit-eating grin when he was trying to provoke McKay. Poor kid. The big boys always pick on him, and he can't fight back. Goddamn. We're getting a Teyla ep. I want a Ford ep now that I like him, and I'm talking about a Ford ep other than the one we're getting in S2 because I don't think I'm going to like that ep.
~ Ford: "There's nothing here." McKay: "Well, the magic Ancient device hasn't lied yet." The snark lives!
~ McKay: "Maybe if you got a running start. You know... really slam into it." And then the dirty look Shep gives him. lmfao. McKay trying to get Shep to run into a solid wall of rock. *squishes McKay and Shep*
~ Aha! Wraith lab! Hey, if the Asgards can have rogues running their own labs, I'm not surprised the Wraith have them, too. Weir: "I wonder--" McKay: "Just so you know, you didn't actually finish that sentence out loud, right?" Hee. And yay for Weir figuring out that all the symbols from the data log was Wraith language. I'm kind of surprised that McKay didn't guess it first, but who cares? Girlfriend is SMART, dammit, and I love how she's so entirely engrossed in the data. This is way better than having her just stand on the control balcony or just sitting at her desk staring at reports. Next thing I want: Girlfriend to go off-world.
~ More Wraith!Teyla dreams. Blah blah.
~ Yay! McKay/Zelenka/Beckett banter! Seriously. Zelenka can't die. EVER. LMAO at Zelenka and McKay having made a bet over Beckett's theory that the Wraith evolved after the Ancients arrived in the P-galaxy. And yay to Weir being able to translate the info from the data device! I so totally lurve the girlfriend. I bet she's glad she can do something to help now, too.
~ Heh at Weir and Beckett trying to gently break the news to Teyla. Ahaha at Teyla being annoyed at Beckett's rambling long-winded technical explanations. But Teyla's part Wraith! Now it's perfectly understandable why I hated her in the first place. You know, other than her being boring and all those ship anvils despite the fact that there's really no sexual chemistry between Teyla and Shep.
~ If the Ancients accidentally created the Wraith, and the Wraith are from an evolution of man/bug... wouldn't it be interesting if there were residual problems from the Wraithbug feasting on Shep back in the third ep. Interesting, but never gonna happen, of course, since Shep is the Hero.
~ Rowr! McKay/Weir banter while Shep watches, and Shep tells them to stop bickering over who said what first. Very similar to when Weir does the same thing to McKay/Shep. Heh. (lalala. Weir spends most of the meeting making eye contact with Shep and not McKay... lalala) McKay: "You think Teyla might be able to tap into this Wraith Psychic Network?" Heh. And of course, there's gotta be a downside, duh.
~ Huh. Bit odd to see three woman at once on an SG show. I don't know how I feel about Heightmeyer, though. She doesn't annoy yet, so I guess that's a good start. As long as she doesn't start making moo moo eyes at Shep, too. She can moo McKay all she wants because he needs some lovin'.
~ Is that how hypnosis works? Huh.
~ Weir's a bit sensitive, isn't she. Immediately asking Beckett to stop the hypnosis and apologizing to Teyla for asking her to do her psychic Wraith thing. But let's not focus on that because... girlfriend runs out of the room and boyfriend runs after her. That's right. Runs after her. Forgets the t&a girl on the bed and runs after Weir. God I love my ship fanwanking. It really does help me sleep at night. Really. *squishes John and Elizabeth together and loves them 4eva&eva&eva*
~ Hmm. Weir seems to have broken in a new supply of eyeliner. Still love her, though.
~ Of course, Teyla wants to try to make a Wraith connection again. Why else is she on the show? And oops, I guess there's the expected downside to the mental connection - it goes both ways. Duh. I think I could get to like Evil!Teyla.
~ Oh, no! Their Alpha site is compromised! Hate when that happens. And now we know what that huge Wraith beam was. They're tagging the planets. Oh oh. And isn't Bates all Mr. Paranoid Jump to Conclusions.
~ Awwwwwwwwww. My Ford/Teyla ship! Goddamn those freaking S2 spoilers! Ford: "We know their battle plan. They're coming to wipe us out." Teyla: "I'm not so sure that is true. They want something from us." Ford: "Yeah, they want to eat us." Okay, Ford's delivery cracked me up so much. Hmm... I'd like to know how the Wraith procreate, if they even do.
~ Blah blah blah Bates. Just when I was starting to like him in Letters From Pegasus. Pffft.
~ Ford: "She wants to do it. Fact is, there may not be anything we can do to stop her from trying. So isn't it better we're all there?" It's official. Ford lurves Teyla. *nods*
~ Eeeee! Evil!Teyla! Kicking the asses of all the guys! Poor poor Beckett. Poor Ford getting thrown across the room. Poor Shep getting whacked with the IV pole. Bates took way too much pleasure in zapping Teyla... twice. That bastard. And isn't it convenient that they didn't bring any zats to Pegasus, and yet, here's an enemy with a similar weapon.
~ Shep/Weir on their balcony!
~ Teyla: "That is why they are waking up. That is why they are coming here. They know Atlantis is the only way to get to a new rich feeding ground." Shep: "Earth." Dun dun DUN! Gee, I hope this news doesn't increase the burden of guilt Shep has over having awaken the Wraith in the first place. 'Cuz that's a big oh-oh.
~ It's official. I didn't see any boxers in this ep and I watched it three times. Hmm... maybe it takes four viewings to catch it? Better check.

Two more eps to go. Gah! And then I will be a very sad Pooh until July. :(


Also no new Veronica Mars tonight, which sucks. I want my Logan!Angst, dammit!

Last night, it occurred to me that my 24 love has it's limits. I used to stay up hella late just to do a squee-filled write-up, but last night, I was way too lazy to even bother. (Fangirl!Pooh is hardly ever that lazy, dammit.) I'm sure it was a good episode, but the only great things I could get out of it was 'Kiefer is freaking HOT! Rowr!' and 'damn, TerrorMom rules!' Everyone else annoys me... except Chloe/Edgar4EVA! The new boss and her daughter's storyline? Meh. The TonyWannabe? Eh. The SoNot!Sherry? Die, bitch. The LongFace (tm Steph)? I root for her to die in every ep, but so far, TPTB just don't want me to be happy. At all. *sigh* I also get that there's 24 episodes in a season for the show, but really... how many stupid coincidences can you have in the first six(?) hours? Heck, I was feeling sorry for Khalil, dammit. Jack didn't have the worst day of his life; Khalil did. Sheesh. There used to be a time - last season - when a Kief ep would distract me so much and make me so giddy that I'd forget all about watching the arm!porn that is TheMeloni. And now.... *pets Kief and sends him to Steph for more attention and better care* 'cuz I obviously suck at it now. It's also interesting to see that hardly anyone on the f-list is writing about 24, too. Odd.

It should be noted, however, that I was distracted last night. Instead of paying complete attention to the Kief, all I could think about was the SG behind the scenes special welcoming back the boyfriend&co eps from their fall hiatus. The special I was denied from seeing. I heard there was funny! Funny!Boyfriend! Funny!DH! Funny!DH/Boyfriend banter! Funny!EVERYONE! And dammit, the stupid cable people won't let me have SciFi. Punkass bastards!!!! (Someone explain to me why I have the same exact cable package as the parents but the stupid punkasses withheld three channels from me. I don't get the rules behind being a monopolizing cable bastard.)

Hmmm... I guess that answers the question: given the option, a funny!lust will always bump a badass!lust on Pooh's fangirl hierarchy. Good to know.

Oh, poop. Roomie's coming back from Turkey today which means no more alone time in the apartment. :(

In other news... I'm bored. Stuck at work with nothing to do because everyone else decided to take the day off. Bah.

Someone entertain me? Please? With cherries on top?

Sheesh. Had a massive brainfart this morning. It was a brainfart of gigantic proportions. All because I was trying to find an adjective to describe the scope of one of my many attempts to "do something or other." It got to the point where I wanted to call someone up just to ask them 'what's that word that means...' but I couldn't because there was no way for me to even define the word, only a feeling of what the word was supposed to be once it rolled off my tongue. So an hour later, when the word finally popped into my head -- ambitious -- it suddenly made complete sense. Duh. No wonder I was having problems coming up with that word. 'Ambitious'? WTF is that?

Yay! Knee feels much better even though I didn't do anything to it. And now, I have a strange craving for popcorn. Weird.

Am LMAO at a radio review of Elektra during this morning's commute. Something about how JG doesn't know how to emote and something about having only one emotion, if even that many, throughout the entire movie. Then there was something about how the movie was boring, didn't make sense, was a pile of poop on a stick, and featured subpar action sequences. So of course, the first thing that popped into my head: Oh, it's just like a really long Alias episode, then. Except reviewer then said Catwoman was a way better movie than Elektra, and I had to draw the line there because even I'm not that mean. Still a damn funny review, though.

I finally gave up and ditched the boyfriend project I've been trying to work on for the last two weeks. I would have ditched it way earlier, but damn my obsessive need to finish certain things (fics don't count, lalala). Anywho, it's kind of liberating to be able to drop said project, stick my tongue out at it, and go 'neener neener.' Yes, I am 5, and Harold gets the brunt of most of my childish behavior (especially whenever WMM crashes on me, hrmph). Not finishing the last project made me twitch when it came to starting a new project, not to mention how happy I was with the last one I did that I was a bit worried to start another one. But I've gone and done it. Have started. Weee! And this makes me a happy Pooh. Sucks so far, and hate that I've got like five different possible clips for one three second spot, and it's killing me that I just can't make up my mind. Also, have given myself a deadline and y'all know how I feel about deadlines. Bleh.

Ah, well. Off to take care of my popcorn craving now...

Half days are of the yay! Except it's rainy and icky and my knee is acting up. Stings like a mofo when I walk up or down any stairs. Seeing how the apartment is on the second floor... yeah, so not fun. Kinda feels like it did when I popped it last time, but nothing I do will fix it and it doesn't even feel like it's unpopped. Blech. The human body sucks, yo. *pouts*

BAH! Stuck at work until 7PM (only, hopefully). This sucks so much. Worst part is there's twenty minute down times just to do a stupid four minute experiment. Blech. Sucky.

Wow. So no sooner had I made up my mind to forgo the snark tonight, Alias gifts me with a couple of great snark-worthy moments. But other than that... that episode was boring. Boring, dude. That's worse than a plain ol' 'bad.' Am very disappointed considering it was a JA episode. Well... if anything, this episode finally confirmed one thing: Weiss isn't a CIA agent; he's the Fantabulous Four's (Five? Six?) puppy. The gang gathered around him at the end, joking with him, and then Syd ruffling his hair... See? PUPPY!

Gawd.

So... I was getting ready to start making notes for tonight's Alias commentary. Then I started watching. And was completely horrified at Vaughn's accent, whatever the hell that was. And then was completely mortified at Syd's accent. The CC claimed that horrible, horrible, horrible thing was a "Jersey" accent, and my stomach just turned. Look. I'm from Jersey so I can trash it all I want, but that display... was just disgusting. So therefore, I am taking offense and deferring from going anywhere near this one, snark-wise. Don't even care if Jesse Alexander wrote this one. Pffffft.

Anyway, I have huge headache on the left side of my brain, and it hurts too much to be mean or funny. Bleh.

Murphy's Law:
The day work partner is out sick is the day a TON of work gets dumped on the healthy (relatively speaking) guy.

There goes my plan of trying to sneak out of here after 1PM. Sucks, yo. I am seriously sick and tired of this place, it's not even funny. Granted, if they gave me benefits and a real salary... okay, this place would still suck, but it wouldn't be quite as sucky. At least SchMikey's back, this time as a potential once-a-weeker to help train one of the new interns.

Still. Bah. And now I have to actually work. Grrr.

Thank. Frickin'. God. For my pretty Tootie. (for the uninitiated, that's the iPod)

Am forced to take some stupid lame-ass Records Management Training course online - a course, mind you, that they're requiring us to complete within 30 days of hire. Nevermind that 1) I already took a records management course way before they even put these things online, 2) I'm probably getting the final big boot in a month, two tops, and 3) I'VE ALREADY BEEN HERE FOR TWO YEARS! I swear to God. HR needs to get their shit together. How hard is it to make a silly little note that even though my employee status changed from Intern to Consultant, I am still the SAME freaking person! Just because my title changed doesn't mean all the prior training I've taken is now moot. No. But dammit... STILL being forced to take it over again just because I don't have some stupid "certificate" that only comes with the completed online version of the course. Fuckers. It's a 60 minute online course, using the slowest PPT speed EVER, and there's no sound. Goddamn. So yeah... thank goodness I remembered to bring Tootie with me today so I can listen to tunes, sit through this boring presentation, pretend to pay attention, just to get to the stupid quiz and survey at the end so I can print out that stupid piece of paper that says I now know how to manage my paper trail.

RIDICULOUS.

Also... have read new spoilers for S2 of Atlantis and am very... conflicted. *meep!* Oooh, Steph! They start filming in late February/early March... didn't we say we were going to sneak on set vaca together in the near future? Heh.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I will return to my coma-inducing training about the importance of keeping good records... or maybe I will be in the lab, attempting to find a very heavy and blunt object to bang my head against (accidentally, of course).

I lurve boyfriend. I lurve Atlantis. This show makes me so happy and giddy and orgasmy (or something). Gah, I love it so much, it hurts. And it's not just because of the boyfriend, because I wanna molest every single character on the show (well, not every...).

So that means y'all can look away while I put down a few thoughts just to get this episode out of my system. Otherwise, I'll be watching it on loop for the next few days, which I can't because Veronica Mars is on tonight. (*squee*)

SGA: 1.17 Letters From Pegasus

~ A clip show that wasn't a clip show. Thank god.
~ Weir: "So... recommendations? Beckett: "Other than panic?" Heh. The briefing was cool to see the difference between civilian vs. military. Weir was hella disappointed to hear Ford suggest taking the kids' ZPM for themselves.
~ There is nothing I loved better than seeing Sheppard chase after Weir. AND he's taken to calling her 'Elizabeth' all.the.time. Rowr. *fanwank, fanwank, fanwank* Also, they're so pretty together. Their eyes match! *loves my ship, no matter how doomed*
~ Boyfriend got a haircut!
~ Whoa. When did they get female writers on this show? *prays those writers give us, well, me, what I want, heh*
~ "Don't take on an alien armada singlehandedly. Understood." Heh. Loved that Weir had to order Shep not to think about playing hero. Was a bit upsetting to see him be such a hardass about saving the villagers. He sure didn't seem too bothered about saving the Athosians in the pilot ep.
~ Damn. Those Wraith hive ships. Craaaap.
~ Ford's 'letter': Okay. Ford annoys sometimes, especially in the beginning of the season where he was just a pretty boy and guilty of major overacting. But he's growing on me lots, especially when he gets cheeky with McKay and heck, even Shep. And awwww to his love for his grandparents.
~ Beckett's 'letter': "Nobody! I wish I wasn't bloody here!" LMAO. There is so much love for Beckett. And then he starts crying! Gah! So much love. Thank god he's going to be a regular next season. And LMAO at him talking about fungus to his mother.
~ Again civilian vs. military with Teyla upset at Sheppard wanting to leave the villagers to their fate. It's a bit odd, with Sheppard's hero complex and 'leave no one behind' thing. Sheppard: "What else do you want from me?" Teyla: "Too much, I fear." Okay, *deep breath* I am NOT taking that as a Ship!Anvil! Instead, I am interpretting that as Teyla, like Jinto and the kids, having been caught up in a bit of hero-worship of Shep, realizing she put way too much expectation on him as a possible savior to help the entire galaxy free themselves of the Wraith. I don't know... that's probably a huge stretch, but since I keep getting more "friend" vibes from them, that's not an anvil. (Dammit, cuz I say so!)
~ Zelenka's 'letter': All in Czech! Hee! And his giddiness at describing the way Atlantis rose from the ocean. Weee! Ford: "You didn't say anything that requires security clearance... did you?" Zelenka: "Security clearance?" LMFAO. Why can't Zelenka be a regular next season, too?
~ Phew. Glad to see Sheppard's hero complex coming back, with him wishing he could do more to help the villagers against the culling. "We could do a lot... it'd just be the last thing we ever do." Aww. The urgency and his need to do something is palpable.
~ Bates' 'letter': Hated him when I first met him, but damn if I'm not loving him, too. I can't believe I wanted to give him a hug during his video. Awww.
~ McKay's 'letter': LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL. He wasn't kidding. Everything was GOLD. From the preening in the beginning, to making himself sound so important, to the tangents and the babbling, dissertation on dogs vs. cats, about his first kiss and what he looks for in women (blonde! so that explains the spoiler for the next episode!), all the sights and movies he's never seen, and always going back to trying to give pointers on 'leadership'... And then ending with the heartfelt few minutes to his sister... GAHHHH. *sniffle*
~ What the hell was that Wraith beam?!!
~ Weir's 'letters': All those notes to the families of those who've died. Sheesh, they've really killed a lot of people, haven't they. *sniffle* Markham's death still hurts, dammit. *sniffle*
~ Random scientist's 'letter': Holy crap! LMFAO. All those ridiculous flashback scenes to McKay's "finest" moments in the lab. 'Honorable' and 'brave'! Hahahahahaaha.
~ Ack! The wraith soldier walking right up to the jumper. No, not Teyla! I like her, too, now!
~ Kavanaugh's 'letter': God. I was hoping he would redeem himself by providing a "mushy" letter to someone, anyone. But nope. When SG1 and SGA crossover, I hope they boot his ass back to Earth. The detailed record of Weir's "incompetency"? Ugh. I'm sure he's got another list for Sheppard, too. Ford: "You know what, how about I leave the room and let you record your whining in private?" God, if there's any reason to love Ford, it's right there.
~ Hmm. A little bit of a low blow for Teyla to suggest Shep leave her behind. Especially since she knows how he feels about teammates. Very odd for Sheppard to hesitate about taking all the survivors when they were right there... until the Darts showed up to push his hand. It's not like the Jumper is that small.
~ As the villagers were culled right in front of his eyes and he couldn't do anything... that really focused, silent, singleminded look on Sheppard's face... we know that look. It just became very personal for him. Even Teyla seemed to sense the change in him.
~ Weir: "So tell me, how bad is it?" Sheppard: "Bad." *tingle*
~ Awwww! Sheppard doesn't want to record a video for anyone on Earth. Why?! He wouldn't even meet Weir's eyes when he said he didn't need to. Why?! "Not sure if he has a family back there. Not all of us do." Gah! What's that? Does Shep not have family and is alone, or did his military family disown him after his insubordination charge and reassignment to McMurdo? I CRAVE BACKSTORY!!!! *sniffles at his note home to Sumner's family regarding his death* We all wish Sumner were still around.
~ Weir's personal 'letter': YAY! Okay. It was a sniffley moment, her note to Simon. But can you blame me for hooraying that she told him not to wait for her? Pfffft. It's all for the good of my ship, dammit! I have no shame about that. *squishes John and Elizabeth tight*
~ "Who's it from?" "Atlantis." *tingles!* Weeeeeeeeeeeee!
~ 3 more episodes until the end of Season 1 and "two weeks" until the Wraith arrive at Atlantis. SQUEE!

I looooooooooooooooooooooooove my show. Oh, screw it. After all that, and "getting it out of my system," I need to rewatch it again and again and again. *bouncy!*

Thoughts on TheKiefer and PansyAssCTUAgents here.

Because I left work so ridiculously early, my body thinks today was one of my days off. Now my internal clock is all frelled. Bah. Then again, I thought today was Wednesday when I woke up this morning. Or erm, yesterday morning or ummm whatever.

Don't you hate getting a creative bunny that just won't die until you do something about it? Even if it's a really bad bunny. And your brain forces you to see it through, no matter how crappy the anticipated end result, before it'll let you move onto better creative bunnies because that's the only way to get this one out of your system. Yeah. Hate that. *sob*

New Veronica Mars in 19 hours! Squee!

Why do I bother to go to work on Mondays? *sigh* Now that all our friends are gone, we get there late, go to breakfast, have absolutely nothing to do, get bored bored bored, play games for a few hours (I'm trying to beat my expert minesweeper best of 101 now), and then decide to call it quits and head home. Half days are wonderful, and so are "flexible hours" now that I'm technically a "consultant." I don't know what I'm going to do once I get a real job and have real hours. It may kill me.

Met two more new interns in the few hours we were there. Seemed nice, but very young. I've never felt so old in my life. Also, can't decide exactly how cool they are, because I made an innuendo (by accident, dammit!) in front of one of them and felt so... dirty... and wrong. And you know, that in itself is just wrong. *pouts*

The KIEFER love is back in full swing! That two hours passed by so quickly. Unlike, well, you know.

Rambling babbling thoughts here.

KIEFER!!!!!!

*squees*

Good morning, campers.

Someone tell me why the top search engine phrase to get to the poopypooh is "Vaughn + fuck + Sark"?

I don't know whether to be proud or to be offended. I know I would never ever write something like that, though -- theirs is a sweaty HoYay taken care of off-off-off-screen. *kicks google*

I figure if I'm going to actually do this, I might as well share the creative output of my new hobby, right? A hobby, mind you, that's already starting to falter seeing how I've become a bit uninspired (ok, a lot unmotivated because it's easier to sit and gush than put actual effort into it while gushing). So. Have added a musicvid page to the poopypooh family. At least now it looks somewhat better than just having them sit in an unnamed folder on my harddrive.

And that's probably it. Hmmm, it would be nice to able to write again. You know, something that doesn't involve objectives, equipment lists, protocols, and a million charts/tables/graphs.

Or maybe I'll just keep my fandom participation to making funny faces at the TV.

Crap. Why am I still awake?

I did my mean Alias thing here only because I'm too lazy to look up the color code for invisitexting here (and cuz I'm still too lazy to find a good text color). Am so very out of practice with the snarking. *sigh*

Alias snark tomorrow. Methinks. No need to wait up. :)

BWAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

The Alias fandom just went BOOM! and imploded.

And I am still laughing my ass off. It's PERFECT. Really. Because it just goes to prove that we were right all along about who the BigEvil really is. Neener neener. And the Big Reveal is, imo, a Total CopOut, which also makes perfect sense for this show. Ha!

Oh god. Oh god. OHGOD. This ep is the bestest. I haven't stopped laughing. EVER. And hello... HoYay!

I have plenty of snark. It's just all in my head.

For now... let's just say the credits FINALLY came up and I fell off the bed, laughing my ass off from the first half hour.

God, I haven't laughed this hard in so long. Yay!

Weeeeeeeee! New boyfriend blog! *smooches*

Weeeeeeeeee! New boyfriend ep! *dances jig*

I love my show. Love. Lurrrrrve. And I didn't need two days to get it.

SGA: 1.16 The Brotherhood

~ McKay oblivious to the alienchick's passes is adorable. As is his team teasing him about it. And his sad attempt to flirt with her after he realizes she likes him.
~ It's just me, but I had a whole shippy fanwank just from three quick looks and five seconds of the mission briefing. Yes, I suck and am totally and completely delusional, but that's half the fun of being me. Also, boyfriend's hair looks slightly different, but in a really good way. Could just be because I haven't seen him in a couple of weeks, though.
~ Zelenka! Love him. And yay for deep space sensors. *dun dun dun*
~ Weir. Rowr. Heh to her amusement at being "the loop." And to her cute dismissal of Zelenka.
~ Mmmm. DirtySheppard.
~ "So... who wants to go first? Seems sort of like a Sheppard thing?" Ha! McKay cmsu. Though let's face it - past behavior indicates Shep would have eventually volunteered to go first anyway. (ot: the descender makes me think of the behind the scenes clip of McKay letting out the very unmanly scream when he was being dropped, heh.)
~ "It'll be here in 27 minutes." Oh oh.
~ Wooo! Ford finally shows off a bit of his marine skilz.
~ Weeee! McKay steps up to play hero again. Shep's rubbing off on him. Aww.
~ Yay! Carson and Bates! Poor Carson, forced to play fighter pilot. Pretty damn convenient that their only real pilot is off-world. And exactly how many jumpers do they have anyway?
~ Oh shit. Nooooooooooo!!!! You can't kill Markham! There's only so many military guys with names! He was a cutie, too! And dammit, the best pilot after Sheppard. No, dammit. Just no. *sniffle*
~ "You all have guns. Someone give me a knife." lmfao. Seriously. It's McKay. What's one itty bitty knife going to hurt when everyone's got guns pointed at him? Dumbass baddies. It'd be like them using a machete against machine guns. *looks away*
~ Ford really loves his flash-bangs. Hee.
~ Hey. What are they doing with Sora anyway?
~ Oh phew. At least Stackhouse is still alive and kicking.
~ Haha stupid badguy. Always, always let McKay finish talking, duh.
~ Yay! McKay/Shep life-at-stake banter. And thank freaking god we finally get to see a little more of Shep supposedly being a closet math genius other than those two dinky times he calculated gate permutations and jumper travel times. That 3x3 grid problem shows up a lot on standardized tests, though, so I'm a bit surprised McKay didn't figure it out before him. Hee to Shep's glee at solving the puzzle, and to his giddy admission that he remembered it from a Mensa test even though he wasn't a member. And totally characteristic of McKay to take the time to demand to know when he took the test when their lives are at stake.
~ Awww, it looked like even Kolya was glad he solved the puzzle and wouldn't have to die. Kolya lurves Shep, duh.
~ "It's a small miracle I can still make out shapes, that's all I'm saying." LOL. McKay had all the best one-liners in this ep.
~ Kolya and his EvilBadGuyFacialHair cmsu. Thank goodness Shep let him live (duh) so Kolya can come back in another ep. Wonder if Shep's still on Kolya's hit list after this since he didn't actually give his word and there's already evidence that his word is iffy at best. After Shep's killing spree in The Eye, it's probably a good bet that Shep, at least, will definitely keep his word and kill Kolya if they meet up again.
~ Dude. Teyla is one strong-ass chick. She lifted Ford all by herself.
~ lmfao at McKay harping on the Mensa thing. He doesn't seem quite as surprised about it anymore, just a bit annoyed that Shep never mentioned it before. No wonder they get along so well. Genius pretty boys are yummy. *squee*
~ It's too bad Shep's ancient gene doesn't come with magic tricks so he could have wow'ed the Dagans and persuaded them to hand over the ZPM.
~ Oh no! Three hive ships. E.t.a.: two weeks! That's a big fat 'oh, crap.'


Damn, I love this show. Wish these dls came with previews for next week, though.

Hmm... now what? Guess I'll go and finally force myself to watch last season's Alias finale before the big premiere tomorrow. *sigh*

Here be the new layout. *licks boyfriend*

Decided to stick with a simple layout. Also, decided to do something different and try lighter and brighter colors. Shocking, yeah? It could have been blue (again), and then you all would have been sorry. Ha! Hmmm. I'm not married to the text colors if anyone is having problems with it, and if I ever un-lazy my butt, I might continue to play around. We'll see. That's a lot of effort, ya know.

*smooches to my Meggybear for prettying up the boyfriend* Love ya, babe.

Countdown to next new layout: 1-2 years. Heh.

ETA: Jenai mentioned the boyfriend is very... shiny. Yeah, can't do much about that. Suck it up. I know I am. *sucks*

Blah blah blah. Work shmork.

I miss my SchMikey. Who else is going to make fun of my senility when we go out for lunch and I can never remember where I parked?

Briefly met two of the new interns. At first, seemed like major ass-stickage going on. But I think they'll be corruptable. Will work on that. *nods* And yeah... I'm still here. 'Cuz I'm valuable and stuff.

Working on layout. *shockers*