When I acquire a disgusting quantity of money randomly one day: I will make two tv channels available to everyone. One will air various Stargate episodes nonstop, and the other will air various Star Trek episodes. I gievz the rest to poor NASA. Then, and only then, will world peace be obtainable.
OOO ANOTHER BLOG! Hope it's not creepy that i followed back >:D
LOLJK I don't care because you are quality and I deserve that in my life.
You are following my two Tumblrs with your one Tumblr, but I am following your one Tumblr with my two Tumblrs…..????!!? I DON’T KNOW WHO WINS THE CREEPER AWARD THIS TIME, MY DEAR KELLY. I am quality, weeeee~~~~~
I realize I know you not at all, but I've decided to crown you the Queen of Tumblr. Seriously, I'd compare how I feel about your Tumblr to how I feel about Amanda Tapping, or maybe Gates McFadden/Beverly Crusher.
I shall resume lurking through your archives now.
Amanda Tapping or Gates McFadden?! I CANNOT HANDLE SUCH COMPLIMENTS.
I was going to make a really terrifying photoshop abomination with all my favorite characters from…. any tv show and movie I could think of. I reached a problem when I got to Jolene Blalock. I couldn’t decide on what (I would say half-naked but that would be a lie) mostly-naked picture I wanted to use. So, I gave up.
I DON’T APPRECIATE YOU. I JUST WANTED A PET FOR MY I-COLLECTED-ALL-THESE-PIXELATED-VANITY-PETS-BECAUSE-I-AM-A-LONELY-HERMIT ACHIEVEMENT. I CAN’T DO YOU BECAUSE I AM RETARDED AND YOU ARE DIFFICULT. PLANTS VS. ZOMBIES IS HARD. GAMES ARE HARD. EVERYTHING IS HARD. THAT’S MY FAVORITE FUCKING CARDIGAN. I WEAR IT ALL THE TIME. IT’S SORT OF PURPLE BUT YOU CAN’T TELL. IT’S HARD TO TELL. EVERYTHING IS HARD.
I just followed a bunch of people I know from my ~main~ Tumblr whose lives are relevant to my interests. Because. I am. A. Creep. Sometimes it is hard to creep effectively with so many pictures of nebulas, attractive male aliens, and tentacles on your dashboard. You understand.
I’m having a much harder time liking SGU than I did SGA. I gave in to SGA soon enough, but I don’t think I’ll be fond of SGU until Rush and Eli throw all these other characters out of a magical Ancient airlock.
This chair ends up on my head at least once a week because I forget about my fat ass and I think I can reach things on the other side of the bed or the piano without getting up. The chair flips over. I never learn.
I’m in some sort of mix between wanting to pass out in my chair, wanting to pass out while taking a bubble bath, wanting to pass out on my bed, wanting to pass out on the floor, wanting to set something on fire, wanting to shave my head, wanting to finish learning “Maxine” on my piano (like I was doing earlier before I became perplexed all of a sudden), wanting a hug, wanting to pass out on sand(?), and wanting to stand in a Stargate’s vortex. I drank a Spike today because I ran out of everything else. I am borked. I’ve been okay-er-ish lately. Sort of. Better than before. Sort of. Little did I know that the effects of energy drinks just ~rub salt in my wounds that have already been overly rubbed…. with salt… salty… rubbing.. too much~ magically. Yes, I am going to blame all my woe on this poor beverage. I’m going to go smash the can and laugh maniacally now.
Never seen it, so I don’t know the context, but my laptop does the same thing. Is it anything like a Pakled?
Afraid not, they are closer to Trills. You had a parasitic serpent wrapped around your spine, hooked into your brain controlling your body. (With a god complex, hellbent on galactic domination.) But your eyes can glow, so that’s neat.
My laptop just un-sleeps itself and magically refreshes my timed out Netflix window to wake me up with the sound of Jaffa staff weapons fire right in the middle of a Stargate related dream I was having. Just having a heartattack over here.
(Danforth, you happened to be in it. You turned out to be a Goa’uld. Sorry.)
Vala is okay in small doses. Why is she STILL around in the second movie? Too. Much. If this was their idea of a viable replacement for Jack’s comic relief, it went horribly wrong. Can she just be locked up somewhere? Can you accidentally leave her on a planet without a Stargate? While you’re at it, leave Cameron there too. If it was really necessary to fill out the team after that, drag Jack out of hiding so Teal’c will stop with the hair dramatics. Or even bring back Jonas. If all else fails, bring in Urgo. That’s right. I rather have Urgo.
I have never been able to take Ba’al seriously either. Sorry. His name is Ba’al after all.
Look! I can make these pseudo Bibles float around! WORSHIP ME. I’m not impressed with the Ori. Anubis was awesome, I even had a Replicator nightmare but after they took humanoid form it kind of ruined it for me. It’s not a bad concept, having the evil life-sucking ancients. The heavy religious hooblah is giving me a permanent headache. And ~scary~ BALLS is hiding out on Earth with some clones. OH NO?! You are wasting episodes, gives to me Jack/Samantha before it’s too late. IT ONLY HAPPENED IN AN ALTERNATE TIMELINE AND A TIME LOOP, THOSE DON’T COUNT.
…… Why did you guys think it even remotely acceptable to travel back in time to 3000 B.C. just to get a ZPM? LET’S ALTER THE FUTURE OF COUNTLESS ALIENS AND HUMANS ALIKE AND NOT PLAN THIS OUT AT ALL. Let’s just park our invisible ship out here in this desert. Oh no! There was a sandstorm?! WHAT ARE THE ODDS OF THAT HAPPENING?!?!?!?!?!!?!? I am not amused.
DO NOT START SEASON 9. You will forever regret it! FOREVER!
Are you implying they are not going to find some bullshit way to make everything how it was? If you are, you may incite a homicidal rage in me.