June 28th, 2005


sga is my opium


Thirteen eps down (fourteen? something, kind of all a blur), the rest of disc two to go. Darling chopchica, I owe you *so much*.

Sleep is *so* optional. At least, until I crash hard tomorrow night. Which will lead to strange, surreal dreams probably involving naked scientists and beds that appear magically from beneath perfectly normal floors. A lot like last night.

I am happy. And also, probably on the edge of crazy. This? Good thing.