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The instant the tv fades to the familiar black-light, red light ‘hmmm-hmm’ of Sci-fi’s Battlestar Galactica commercials, I’m sucked in.

“BSG. BSG. BSG.”

My friend, where have you beeeeen?!!?!? Don’t ever leave me again. Is that desperate? Do I care? No. I can’t wait to see you. We must meet now. I don’t know if I can make it ’till 10pm.

Maybe if I stare longingly at your picture. Or visit Adam Nash’s awesome links. Again. and again. and again.

• Entertainment Weekly: Season 4 Preview & Interactive ‘Last Supper’ plot photo
• Buddytv: Battlestar Galactica: “No” to Movie, “Yes” to ‘Caprica’ Spin-Off (10 episodes now, 10 episodes next year? There’s MORE?! God, I feel spoiled.)

Or maybe I’ll just hang out on the website and watch every single video, download all the media and imagine ways I could try to be more like kick-ass Starbuck. (vs. whiny-ass Starbuck.)

I hear the new episode will be posted there at noon. Should I watch it? Or should I wait? I want it now, but yet I don’t. It’s one episode closer to the end. And I never want THAT.

Ah, choices. They are sometimes too much to bear. As am I.

As the commercial ends, Trav’s face is the very picture of tolerance. A picture which very clearly says, ‘Damn you, Scifi. I love her, but this got old three weeks ago’.

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