Technology has been working against me the past few days! First my cable box telling me they were *not* replaying my BSG hotness when they were, and in LJ sending a post I wrote off to the nether regions of cyber space ne'er to be found again. Le sigh. I will try to recpature the spirit of said post, if I can.
*ahem*
For those that have not seen the new show of Battlestar, you must you must you must. On it is serious sweaty bleeding angsty hotness that must be exploited by writers everywhere! And also, Kittie and Illyana and I have decided that the actor playing Apollo must play James in the sad IOS movie we are making in our heads. A nice combo of his HH character and this one...but with this one's hotness. He must be nonconned! He inspires Rene thoughts in me. Bad bad Rene thoughts that cannot be dispelled! Matelotage! Tie him up! Make the knots tight! Fits of litle girl punk screaming and wild hair and nails painted into pretty claws to scratch scratch scratch!
(you can throw me like a line-man i like it better when it hurts oh i have waited for you ooooh i have waited LA LA! in the kitchen on the floor i'll be a french maid when i meet you at the door i'm like an alley cat drink the milk up i want more you make me wanna scream)
See, there was angst and attempts and reason and then finally bleeding and sweat (and bleeding bite bite) and if only there were glasses there would be *James*
*pant* I will climb that like a tree and bleed for it and cut off my hair and cry in penitence for more. pound pound! (primitive monkey cavewoman thoughts) mine.
hmmmm.
*ahem*
For those that have not seen the new show of Battlestar, you must you must you must. On it is serious sweaty bleeding angsty hotness that must be exploited by writers everywhere! And also, Kittie and Illyana and I have decided that the actor playing Apollo must play James in the sad IOS movie we are making in our heads. A nice combo of his HH character and this one...but with this one's hotness. He must be nonconned! He inspires Rene thoughts in me. Bad bad Rene thoughts that cannot be dispelled! Matelotage! Tie him up! Make the knots tight! Fits of litle girl punk screaming and wild hair and nails painted into pretty claws to scratch scratch scratch!
(you can throw me like a line-man i like it better when it hurts oh i have waited for you ooooh i have waited LA LA! in the kitchen on the floor i'll be a french maid when i meet you at the door i'm like an alley cat drink the milk up i want more you make me wanna scream)
See, there was angst and attempts and reason and then finally bleeding and sweat (and bleeding bite bite) and if only there were glasses there would be *James*
*pant* I will climb that like a tree and bleed for it and cut off my hair and cry in penitence for more. pound pound! (primitive monkey cavewoman thoughts) mine.
hmmmm.
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