Last Friday began the airings of BSG's final episodes. We missed it because we were down in Virginia. There isn't going to be a happy ending, it's the end of humanity. No new planets, no peace and goodwill towards all mankind. No fat happy pilot babies. Hell we can't even get fat happy deck crew babies. Hera's importance couldn't have been taken away just like that after all. And man! I had thought it but to really have Dee blow her brains out... son of a... Moore and Eick are gonna kill everyone off. Never mind that we still don't know what the hell Kara is. And Ellen Tigh as the 5th?! And just eww on Adama and Roslin but I guess they did earn it.
Again, haven't done much today again. Joaquin isn't coming this weekend. It bothers me that no one's noticed that it's Friday and he's not here. It's probably best to just let it go, explain it away as ignorance or just plain forgetfulness and maybe because of recent experiences I'm alot of bitter and suspicious of many things. But wtf?! Not a single person has noticed Joaquin's not here on a Friday night?! I don't get my own family and maybe I should move out. Too f'in bad I'm unemployed. I miss him.
I just got to keep going. I just don't know where I'm supposed to go.
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