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Saturday, June 29, 2002

It's 9 AM on a Saturday morning. There's something so strange about this. Especially the fact that I stayed up ::cough:: pretty late watching Farscape (made it past Infinite Possibilities, could think of no better high point to stop on than "Revenging Angel", 90% of which was too hysterical for words - it was so awesome it was painful).

Since, in three years, I'll hopefully be rich and famous, I'll also be buying the Season 3 DVDs, because Season 3 is so my favorite, even though I have been warned of the upcoming PAIN and this decision could be reversed at some point.

So far, though, I can't help but love a season with episodes filled with cheesy porn music ("Meltdown"), unbelievably brilliant Looney Tunes homages ("Revenging Angel"), and crazy-ass editing/crazy-ass D'Argo dancing ("Scratch n' Sniff"). John's head rules. It's so silly and so many interesting things happen there and whenever an episode switches into Crichton's head, I automatically begin to grin.

Goodness gracious me. I am such a

GEEK


But that's why you love me. Yes, I mean you.

You do love me, right? *g*

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