the battlestar galactica finale (part 2) looms on the horizon, and i can barely contain myself. 90 — yes, that’s right NINETY — minutes of fucking awesomeness that is going to make me explode everywhere…seriously, i don’t know how i’m going to get through the whole week in one piece. that, coupled with the rescheduled NIN concert…oh boy, i’m going to be a mess.
and like, it’s so hard not to get horribly spoiled by the upcoming finale because you can’t read anything about the show without massive spoilers left & right (which sucks). yet, even the podcast for part 1 of the finale has me very, very nervous over the whole thing. if anything could drive me to damn near drinking, this could be it. instead i’ll just have to settle for uncontrollable screaming…
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