so i -finally- saw the season 3 finale of Battlestar Galactica.
and, plotwise, i figured on a fair amount of it (i couldn't help overhearing the gist of the spoilage, even though i studiously avoided seeking any out).
but the existential implications are freaking me out! maaaaaaan
"All of this has happened before, and all of this will--"
oh SHUT up.
it must be that cheesy hippie song they introduced (and yes, THAT was cheesy, i am sorry). it's, like, giving me acid flashbacks...of a past i never had...or did I?
i smell patchouli
it's coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE, i mean the ship.