Sleep: For the weak.
As always, incoherent and 99% squee.
I need a Kaylee of my own RIGHT THE FUCK NOW.
She's just... so... eee! The rest of the episode is kind of... not even there, I am so overwhelmed by Kaylee and how friggin' adorable she is.
I will hear no accusations of Sueness. She is so fabulous it doesn't matter that she enthralled all the boys with her 1337 mechanical skillz.
Also, Zoe and Wash are simultaneously smokin' and adorkable.
Also also, hee, the boys left alone playing cards!
Man, River terrifies and intrigues me. There is nothing more I can say to this episode because ZOMG KAYLEEEEEE. Yeah, Mal and Inara are probably gonna get together now. More Kaylee for me.
So I'm the only one 'shipping D[ee? how do you type out an initial-as-nickname?]/Adama Sr, right?
Thought so.
I just... that scene pushed SO MANY of my most sekrit and shameful buttons I cannot even begin to deal. I know that starting with this season I'm missing large amounts of character development between the two of them that probably establishes that they are totally Father and Daughter to each other, or that that Adama Can Love No One, or that she hero-worships him too much for it to be more hot than icky, or that he finds any sexual contact between unequal ranks morally repellant, or a million other things that would make the pairing completely incomprehensible to anyone who actually /knows who these people are/. I even thought she and That Cute Guy were pretty adorable together.
But holy crap, he lets himself be weak in front of her. Lets her forget rank and speak her mind, and he /listens/. I... GUH. I'll just be over here in Special Hell then.
Blargh, I totally called the Ori(i?) doing the whole weapons energy conversion thing, but it didn't lessen the dramatic tension at all. I love Vala. Love her.
"Well, we wanted to send them a message." Awwww. Daniel got a little soft on you after all. Teal'c's smile during that scene made the entire ep for me. PTB, PLEASE give him something to do that doesn't involve a rilly boring Jaffa subplot okay?
That convenient matter stream better mean Vala's coming back. (God, not that I didn't cry. *sigh* I kind of wish Sam hadn't come back and this whole season could have been The Adventures of Vala and Daniel, with special appearances by Teal'c and Fanboy Mitchell, as they strike a delicate balance between ridding the galaxy of false religion through theosophy, and getting into wacky shenanigans.)
Oh, and I almost forgot: ZOMG Nero Wolfe as a glutton-tastic Goa'uld? I lessthanthree this show with the fire of a thousand asciiart-abusing fangirls thrown into a sun.
"I don't think it matters how much cake you walk on." to "Fine, kill yourself just like the ancients did!", Zelenka is my favorite thing ever. I mean, I loved, loved, LOVED Rodney in this. Like, ridiculous, huge, I-know-I'm-getting-too-involved, how-the-hell-is-this-guy-so-fabulous? love. But small, mostly-zen people having painful emotional outbursts are my television porn. (Alas, someone appears to have found him some conditioner. *rubs a balloon on his head*)
Rodney, though. Rodney! David Hewlett is amazing. I can't fault the writers for muche besides the professional jealousy line, either. So much of the awesome. The stress nipples were even exceptionally peaky. (Does he prepare them before a scene? Seriously, if they're not there on purpose someone would have given him a box of Nippless already, right?)
This is probably the last time we'll see Rodney full of reckless physics glee for a long time, and I'll miss it. But... eee, worth it. I love this Rodney who makes himself vulnerable and regretful and /humble/, who accidentally lets himself ramble about things he should really keep to himself, who loses control of his voice just enough to make my throat tighten up in response. *sniffa*
Except... "Five-sixths, it's not an exact science!" Oh, Rodney. *shoves a doughnut into your mouth*
Prickly, nippley, full of smug or regret, I heart him so.
And hey, there are other people on this show besides Zelenka and Rodney, right?
I desire at least one episode this season of Teyla and Elizabeth kicking ass together.
Ronon was beautiful in that bed, plastered and so fucked up about not being /alone/. He just... *sigh* I think I must actively love him now.
So very *heart*ed Colonel Skinner's transparently manipulative support of Rodney.
"I know Rodney McKay, and there are times when I have to protect him from himself."
"I can do that." Awww, John. Man, I've been trying to keep my OTP leanings to fanfic reading, but John and Rodney were SO amazing this ep, and even though the ending was supremely wibble-inducing, you know they'll be BFF again soon.
And dude: "Well, we know they're not perfect, because they're all DEAD." When a show succeeds in making me hyperventilate with glee and tear up in the same hour it so very much wins at teevee.
Also, Real Time With Bill Maher is back. I briefly wondered if it would succeed where TDS has failed, and make me start paying attention to politics again. Maher is such a walking cock, but the show is addicting and, even with Chris Rock derailing topics with Gas Is 'Spensive! every two minutes, does actually inform me about stuff. (Also, that major who ran for Congress was adorable and flirty and hilarious.) But Maher's evolution/intelligent design rant, which would a year ago have made me simultaneously yell "YES, EXACTLY!" at the screen and desire greatly to punch creationists with political power in the neck, just gave me a headache. I am not yet ready to embrace my political rage.
I need a Kaylee of my own RIGHT THE FUCK NOW.
She's just... so... eee! The rest of the episode is kind of... not even there, I am so overwhelmed by Kaylee and how friggin' adorable she is.
I will hear no accusations of Sueness. She is so fabulous it doesn't matter that she enthralled all the boys with her 1337 mechanical skillz.
Also, Zoe and Wash are simultaneously smokin' and adorkable.
Also also, hee, the boys left alone playing cards!
Man, River terrifies and intrigues me. There is nothing more I can say to this episode because ZOMG KAYLEEEEEE. Yeah, Mal and Inara are probably gonna get together now. More Kaylee for me.
So I'm the only one 'shipping D[ee? how do you type out an initial-as-nickname?]/Adama Sr, right?
Thought so.
I just... that scene pushed SO MANY of my most sekrit and shameful buttons I cannot even begin to deal. I know that starting with this season I'm missing large amounts of character development between the two of them that probably establishes that they are totally Father and Daughter to each other, or that that Adama Can Love No One, or that she hero-worships him too much for it to be more hot than icky, or that he finds any sexual contact between unequal ranks morally repellant, or a million other things that would make the pairing completely incomprehensible to anyone who actually /knows who these people are/. I even thought she and That Cute Guy were pretty adorable together.
But holy crap, he lets himself be weak in front of her. Lets her forget rank and speak her mind, and he /listens/. I... GUH. I'll just be over here in Special Hell then.
Blargh, I totally called the Ori(i?) doing the whole weapons energy conversion thing, but it didn't lessen the dramatic tension at all. I love Vala. Love her.
"Well, we wanted to send them a message." Awwww. Daniel got a little soft on you after all. Teal'c's smile during that scene made the entire ep for me. PTB, PLEASE give him something to do that doesn't involve a rilly boring Jaffa subplot okay?
That convenient matter stream better mean Vala's coming back. (God, not that I didn't cry. *sigh* I kind of wish Sam hadn't come back and this whole season could have been The Adventures of Vala and Daniel, with special appearances by Teal'c and Fanboy Mitchell, as they strike a delicate balance between ridding the galaxy of false religion through theosophy, and getting into wacky shenanigans.)
Oh, and I almost forgot: ZOMG Nero Wolfe as a glutton-tastic Goa'uld? I lessthanthree this show with the fire of a thousand asciiart-abusing fangirls thrown into a sun.
"I don't think it matters how much cake you walk on." to "Fine, kill yourself just like the ancients did!", Zelenka is my favorite thing ever. I mean, I loved, loved, LOVED Rodney in this. Like, ridiculous, huge, I-know-I'm-getting-too-involved, how-the-hell-is-this-guy-so-fabulous? love. But small, mostly-zen people having painful emotional outbursts are my television porn. (Alas, someone appears to have found him some conditioner. *rubs a balloon on his head*)
Rodney, though. Rodney! David Hewlett is amazing. I can't fault the writers for muche besides the professional jealousy line, either. So much of the awesome. The stress nipples were even exceptionally peaky. (Does he prepare them before a scene? Seriously, if they're not there on purpose someone would have given him a box of Nippless already, right?)
This is probably the last time we'll see Rodney full of reckless physics glee for a long time, and I'll miss it. But... eee, worth it. I love this Rodney who makes himself vulnerable and regretful and /humble/, who accidentally lets himself ramble about things he should really keep to himself, who loses control of his voice just enough to make my throat tighten up in response. *sniffa*
Except... "Five-sixths, it's not an exact science!" Oh, Rodney. *shoves a doughnut into your mouth*
Prickly, nippley, full of smug or regret, I heart him so.
And hey, there are other people on this show besides Zelenka and Rodney, right?
I desire at least one episode this season of Teyla and Elizabeth kicking ass together.
Ronon was beautiful in that bed, plastered and so fucked up about not being /alone/. He just... *sigh* I think I must actively love him now.
So very *heart*ed Colonel Skinner's transparently manipulative support of Rodney.
"I know Rodney McKay, and there are times when I have to protect him from himself."
"I can do that." Awww, John. Man, I've been trying to keep my OTP leanings to fanfic reading, but John and Rodney were SO amazing this ep, and even though the ending was supremely wibble-inducing, you know they'll be BFF again soon.
And dude: "Well, we know they're not perfect, because they're all DEAD." When a show succeeds in making me hyperventilate with glee and tear up in the same hour it so very much wins at teevee.
Also, Real Time With Bill Maher is back. I briefly wondered if it would succeed where TDS has failed, and make me start paying attention to politics again. Maher is such a walking cock, but the show is addicting and, even with Chris Rock derailing topics with Gas Is 'Spensive! every two minutes, does actually inform me about stuff. (Also, that major who ran for Congress was adorable and flirty and hilarious.) But Maher's evolution/intelligent design rant, which would a year ago have made me simultaneously yell "YES, EXACTLY!" at the screen and desire greatly to punch creationists with political power in the neck, just gave me a headache. I am not yet ready to embrace my political rage.