July 28th, 2004

londovir- by iamsab

Must. Get. Season. Three.

Well, after my boss made his rather stunning announcement earlier today, nearly the entire office went to his favorite bar to offer our goodbyes. My co-workers are very bad influences, I tell you. I got distinctly drunk.

Am currently hung over at the moment, but I did sit down to watch the rest of Farscape's second season and was left sobbing once again. I also screamed a couple times. Blood, vomit and other body fluids, I'm okay with, but I have this thing about eyes- I can't stand to see someone's eye being touched, let alone sucked out or stabbed. Ewwwww.

And er, yeah. I think I'm beginning to see the reason for the interest in twisted, pervy Scorpy sex. Well, if you're into that kind of thing anyway. *g*

I can feel myself starting to warm to the idea of Crais/Aeryn in addition to my Moya!Love and Pilot!Ampersand fixation. Which is funny, because I rather like John/Aeryn at this point as well. Can you ship both of those pairings, or will that cause a rupture in the space-fandom continuum? *g*

And: I thought it was a lovely stroke bringing back old contacts from as far back as the first season for the Liars, Guns and Money trilogy. I think I actually squeed out loud for the continuity.