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Warning: There may be spoilers contained in the rambling yelling below. But mainly yelling. So, either way. You’re warned.

Brother & sister geeks, say it with me:

2008?! 2008?! The HELL?!

We have to wait almost an ENTIRE YEAR for the next season of Battlestar Galactica? An ENTIRE YEAR to see whether or not four major characters ‘discovering’ they’re Cylons is all a CROCK? An ENTIRE YEAR to learn whether or not Roslyn and Adama FINALLY get over themselves and get ON WITH IT ALREADY, or whether Roslyn ever kicks the damn bucket, or if she’s saving that in order to perform a syncronized head exploding routine with Boomer – I mean Eight – I mean Athena – I mean COME ON WITH ALL THE DAMN NAME CHANGES, OK? And an ENTIRE YEAR until we find out just HOW it is that Starbuck’s all fine and dandy in her shiny little ship that for all intents and purposes looked to get blown into a thousand teeny tiny shimmery BITS on a planet five hundred bazillion light years away, what with that whole ‘crazed kamakaze flying into the center of a massive pressure storm sha-blah-blah-boo of death and whatnot’.

I mean, WHO DOES THAT?!

*Pinching bridge of nose & squinting eyes*

I’ll be fine.

Bastards.

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