very possibly bad Blake's 7 fic

disclaimer: not mine. rating: er... 13+?
Spoilers: sort of seasons 1-3.
Character: Cally.
I'm sorry there are no 'splosions.
length: 200+ or so
Notes: this is weird? Er. I don't know if it does what I want it to do, or even if it's very good. BED NOW. before I write BSG songfic again.

passive voice
by ALC Punk!
( no, really, I don't know if this is even good enough to read )

la la la la la

. I woke up with 'Prelude to War' going through my head. It's still there.

. I picked up Brian Braddock from Wal-Mart the other day (you know, that is where all the hookers go...). Actually, I picked him up on the 4th (along with socks and a few other things). Also got rid of two bags of clothes in the 'second chance' box. Yay.

. In two days I will not be able to eat Cheerios. This is sad.

. Note to self: explaining the difference between Kara in a sports bra and Kara in a shaped and defined bra is probably a little obsessive. And creepy.

Our screens are gonna melt.

Don't bother me, I'm staring at this publicity photo for SG-1 season ten (thanks to havocthecat for the link, who got it from uisceboo)

Random commentary on Kobol's Last Gleaming

Yes, I was listening at work. Again. Whilst simultaneously letting the computer play both seasons' soundtracks...

Which caused, well, dueling Passacaglia, which made me laugh hard enough to almost fall out of my chair.

( for there be spoilers, probably )

Also, I've been meaning to mention this, during Final Cut, D and Dee are talking about cameras and their specs. It's quite cute, and almost unnoticeable because the visual focus in the scene is Gaius.