BSG, BSC, and social activity

[escritoireazul]

Woo. Battlestar Galactica season one disc one and two arrived from Netflix. I'm on 1.02 right now, and still enjoying it very much, the sketchy morality (purposeful, but interesting), the fear, the characters. I am absolutely in love with Starbuck, still. Also the quote about never lending books, that made me happy. I am going to have to buy this show, because I want to watch it a lot, and try to understand it more. I don't think I'll want to write fic for it, but maybe. I have a hard time writing in sci-fi worlds, because I don't read a lot of sci-fi (or watch, for that matter), but the characters may overwhelm that for me.

Earlier, when lounging in bed and enjoying a day with no plans, the first in ages, I read a Baby-Sitter's Club book, Claudia and the Bad Joke (or something like that), and, well, I have femslashy thoughts, enough I might have to write a story.



Claudia and Dawn all the way in this. I've already forgotten all the little things (look, I was half asleep, okay?), but the two big ones are: Claudia talks about how Dawn often stays for dinner instead of being alone at her house and Dawn sneaks junk food into the hospital for Claudia. Let's think about this for a second. Dawn sneaks junk food into the hospital for Claudia. Dawn who hates junk food and almost always says something about it when the others eat it. Dawn, junk food, Claudia. It's true love when she goes against her ideals just to make Claudia happy.

Was social again last night, first with some of my coworkers and then with my sister K., one of my coworkers, and a friend of his from out of town and then with my sister visit brother T.'s house (even though he wasn't there, J., his girlfriend, was, and we had a good political discussion). This socialness included me drinking almost twelve bottles of Corona, which kind of made up for the dearth of beer in my life recently, but which is also kind of ridiculous. It was spread out over approximately nine hours or so, but still. K. and I also watched The Lords of Dogtown (again), which continues to make me love it and want to run away to California in a van. Good times.

I love Starbuck so, so, so much. So much. I need icons, Starbuck and BSG.

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[escritoireazul.livejournal.com]

She was too awesome for boys, they never understand her. This is why when she advertizes for the perfect boy, Stacey has to answer her ad. Claudia, you'd be so much happier as a dyke, just embrace it the way you embrace the girls.

[ruby-fruit.livejournal.com]

This is why when she advertizes for the perfect boy, Stacey has to answer her ad.

Say what then? Dear Lord, I really do need to re-read those books.

[escritoireazul.livejournal.com]

Hee. It's in the book where Claudia runs a personal's column in the school paper and starts to play matchmaker. She's trying to find the perfect boy, but instead she turns out to be really good at setting other people up, just not herself. Toward the end she gets a nice written response to her ad, and it turns out to be Stacey, trying to make her feel better. It's actually rather cute.

[ruby-fruit.livejournal.com]

Aww. I'm going to have to check out the Salvation Army, they always have a few in the book section.