damn. there's been some pretty fuckin-a all right ok pop culture going on.
i still watch the last ten minutes of the last (and last) six feet under every morning. every time i see it i want to cry. listening to that sia song now has the same effect. i said this, and i stand by it: that was the most moving television i've seen since the trilogy of terror and don't be afraid of the dark (but we want her!) made my childhood a place of fear. damn!
ok: -=S-P-O-I-L-3-R-S=-
eric: you have a long road to travel before you learn this knowledge. you are not ready! turn back.
ok: claire lives to be over a hundred years old! helen was already racked by the time we knew this, yelling "no more! no more!" she just couldn't take it. see? powerful, baby! damn! we watched s05e12 thursday, so i guess i've watched that same bit five times now. only this morning i was late, so left at keith. he's really the one who got to helen.
and battlestar galactica! adama finally made himself a liar. he's got a map and a direction. i wish poor boomer were so lucky. she's too cute to get shot (again). and gaius is fucked, man. he's having a baby!
nice. only 32 minutes until the second season finale of the 4400 is complete! mommy's bosses are going to pay!
see also: who the fuck is pete doherty, the extras with kate winslett as the smutty nun, UFO, party of five and the towers of london. ok; some of those are old. so am i.