...so it took me some time to--I don't want to say 'move on' so much as 'expand my love of socially awkward, painfully neurotic physicists'. I feel this is a step on the path to healing, even if still seeing the words "Stargate Universe" makes me wish to expel the words from my active vocabulary forever.
In other news, between environmental collapses and defect arguments (work is being very worky), I have been re-reading Stargate Atlantis and Child and I are watching season two like it's the second coming of Star Wars and Harry Potter combined. I think at any time you are sincerely watching Michael and muttering about the brilliant acting and biting social commentary, you are creating a new stage of grieving that could be titled "Batshit Country".
We won't even talk about Trinity and Conversion except to say I suddenly realize that was Oscar calibre acting and by God, Hollywood has no taste. Even though I don't think Oscars go to television, that's just shortsighted because John's chin trembled and blowing up a solar system is so deep.
Yeah. I miss my show so much.
In other news I upgraded my laptop hard drive to solid state and I'm pretty sure physics is being redefined by the response time. Seriously. I have no idea how I managed to survive with a plain 7200 RPM when this was waiting for me. Just. Speed. Everywhere. Granted, I had to take out the DVD drive and buy a specialized bay chassis to house my old hard drive where the DVD drive was, but--my Windows Experience hard drive score is seven point eight out of seven point nine. I only ran it a few hundred times to be sure.
It's beautiful. I thought of Rodney the whole time. He would soooo approve.
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