I’ve been seeing a certain facial expression a lot on BSG, which I know quite intimately, without having seen it (on myself). It comes from when you taste something which should be too much for you.

I have quite a desire to destroy something right now … like break … anything.

Why do my worst predictions have to keep coming true? I won’t budge from my decision, but I’ll hate myself for it.

Then again that’s not such a distant feeling … Been feeling it more often that I’d like lately. Should I start getting (re-)acquainted with it, more intensely?

Aficionados might recognize the title, I guess very few others will. What I dreaded has begun.

Watching some Bab5 … I saw the episode in which Sheridan is interrogated and tortured by his captors towards the end of season 4.

Watching the last episode of ER season 9 I sort of want to go and study medicine. Then head off to … somewhere.

Oh God, I love this series. There’s barely a single episode which doesn’t have a deep, and insightful saying in it.

Tonight I started season 3 of Bab5. I especially like this Season, cuz introduces my all-time-favorite character almost immediately. But more about

Words are a difficult thing. They can convey information or hide it or distort it. And it’s never quite

I must be dieing or somesuch … I actually went out shopping today, and bought myself a salad. And if that’s not scary enough for you, I even ate it … within minutes of getting home.

… be watching ER when I feel the way I am feeling right now. I sort of know that, but then again … I still do it.

One day I’ll have to read that book. Lesse if I’ll ever really get around to doing that.

Ahh, hate. Nice subject. Not written about that in a long time. So I guess it’s time again, ain’t it?

Okay … the reworking of the blog is done – for now. I’m sorta itching for a new theme… maybe in a few days. I’ll see, and I guess you will

It’s not very obvious, but I worked quite a lot on my Blog today. Did some internal restructuring and stuff. Logged-in Users might see a change, apart from the

I always sorta liked that title. I dislike most sung versions of that song, but … hell, the title fits.