this must be the place

Because you are wise, you are largely divorced from this ship business, but as much as I rant and rave about how ship doesn't matter, people don't listen to me. The nerve! Because it's the words. Always. So even though I loathe CSI and, honest, do not have a fucking clue what these guys look like, it doesn't matter. It really doesn't matter. It's always the words. Every time. Repeating because ever so slightly sloshed here. But the level of alcohol does not dilute the message. Good stuff. As always. The tension. The sense of fear of crossing borders that once are crossed, no going back. Great.