Ah, Nerdiness

[evilhippo]

Life = 1000% more satisfying when you can spend an entire day nerding it up with friends. Spent the morning goofing around online and trying to solve a puzzle in Professor Layton that's been nagging me for days (mostly because I can only play for about ten minutes at a time on the bus, which is long enough for me to have an idea about what I need to do, and then have to get off the bus. Which means I forget what I was doing. Or I sit there and think about whether or not it's a trick question, because I know it doesn't expect you to use algebra to solve things. Er... anyway.)

So, it turns out I kind of rock Smash Bros. with Snake. (Even though I don't know how to taunt, so I can't sit there under a box nearly as much as I should.) We had mead, and 9000-year old beer, and I didn't drink much of either, but the sketchy Indian food we ordered, which was delivered in a taxi... that was fun. And then we watched Battlestar Galactica. You know, a lot of things that I like about the show have changed since I started watching. Like... okay, so the end of last season actually made me like Lee. Yes, fine. I like Lee Adama. I no longer want to kick him in the face as much. He's really come into his own, and I'm really enjoying the scenes between him and Papadama. (Not that I didn't before, but I like them more now.) Aaaand... the whole Kara thing? I mean, on one hand, I'm very happy that she wasn't in his head, but she's just such an... odd one out, I guess. She doesn't fit anymore, and I feel like having her back just throws the whole thing off. I know that's how I'm supposed to feel, but... in this episode, it just came across as things not coming together quite right for the show itself for some reason. And it worried me just a little bit. Though it's still awesome frakking TV, it's... not as good as the show has been. I know it'll come together, and there's just a wealth of stuff that can be pulled from the final cylons (and I still love Roslin to death)... but this episode had too much... you know when a show repeats a line one character has said through another, for the irony of it? I'm pretty sure that happened at least twice in this episode which just seems... lazy. BSG writers are not allowed to be lazy.

So, who else thinks Tigh isn't going to make it another three episodes without letting someone else know he's a Cylon? His face... he's just too obvious about it. He fails at lying. Someone is going to find out. And the Adama/Tigh dynamic... oh, it will be epic.

And Baltar's harem? Creepy. And so totally worth it just for his expressions. I... am not sure I approve of his soul-searching when he asked the kid to be saved buuuut, I'm going to mark that up to Head!Six's influence on him, and his self-preservation/schmoozing instinct.

Then I headed back to the apartment and managed to somehow catch the same bus as deathscytheheck, which I noticed when her phone rang... and then I hopped into the seat next to her a moment before I realized that doing so would scare the everliving crap out of her. (I hopped over with a pretty solid thud. It was probably the sort of entrance that some sort of brazen... um... bus-botherer would make.) Which reminds me... gah! I had some guy grab my waist on the green line platform today while catcalling me. Scared the crap out of me. People need to be... not grabby. I can deal with harassment from a distance. But... grabby is... not good. Especially when they're in groups, because I know I can't fight them off.

And because my TV shows are evil this year, we also watched the new episode of Doctor Who... It was pretty blah through the first, oh, quarter of the episode, but you know... Donna wasn't completely obnoxious, and even though the first part of the episode made me wonder if they were trying to turn her into some sort of Sarah Jane... yeah. She's actually got a personality of her own, and a will, which... I mean, we're starting with that, and we started with Martha supposedly having those, too, so I guess I can't say anything (especially since RTD has only about three characters that he can write)... And the villian was... um... clearly Super Nanny, and the space ship was clearly from Close Encounters of the Third Kind, and the plot was... um... not evil at all, and would've been mutually beneficial, actually. But... when thinking was not applied, it had some entertaining moments.

And then, of course, Rose had to pop in at the end. Because this season is all about Blonde Girls Whose Stories I Was Not Entirely Happy With, and Which Mostly Tended to Annoy Me popping back in to complicate things. I mean, really... my vote for this season's Sci-Fi Survivor is to put Kara and Rose back off into the ether where people can just sort of speculate and... I dunno, write fanfic (is it bad that I want to get into Tigh or the Chief's head, and write horrible introspective BSG fic? This is completely unrelated to this point, so anyway...). This never ends well. I understand that lots of people find them pretty to look at, and that Their Love is Pure in their respective cases, sometimes in odd and... odd ways. (Ah, I forgot to mention that it was oddly kind of nice for the Doctor to acknowledge that Martha fancied him. Good to know that he was aware of it and... umm... consciously making an effort to be a jerkface to her. I mean, occasionally there is something there, as far as emotional depth goes, even with characters that RTD generally has the helm for.) I wouldn't care as much about Starbuck showing up again, except she's still nuts in the whole... screaming and grabbing her head way, and it just kind of (for whatever reason) reminds me of Light in his decline, and I'm torn between going "Why! Why did you come back and do this! You were hardcore!" and picturing the end of Death Note and laughing.

I completely intended to be asleep right now. This is... kind of longer than I planned. And I'd originally planned to write down the dream I had last night, too, which was... kind of epic, and involved running a bar with one of my workmates. A bar that had a lager pump that had to be primed. And the freshman dorm at the UofC containing 15 floors of identical rooms that were all likely to have money in the couch cushions. But I really want to get to sleep.