...way out on the corner of fucked up and evil...

I really like Criminal Minds, but I can't get over the fact that Spencer is a DEAD RINGER for Jonathan Crane from Batman Begins, and every time I get to the end of an episode and he doesn't put on a sackcloth mask and go around giggling and poisoning everyone with scaredness-disease, I feel sad and betrayed by him. SORRY SPENCER REID, I AM TOTALLY JUDGING YOU JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE SKINNY!

Also, someone needs to write me slashy Halloween-themed Eerie fic. I have to go watch some fireworks now, but when I get back, there'd better be fic or I will get totally sour with all of you.

Urgh. I had this whole post planned about how great True Blood is and about how Liamneeson has finally answered my prayers for a series about redneck vampires who don't fight crime or really do anything, but then I came on here and the sheer fugliness of the new profile page caused poison to drip from my eyes and now they burn with agony and I don't feel like it anymore.

ANYWAY! I hope everyone had lots of fun celebrating the holy trifecta of awesomeness that is Halloween-Bonfire Night-Froodle Day - I have been watching Battlestar Galactica and coming to the conclusion that every show should have one snarky scientist character, because Gaius makes everything so much better through his presence. I may even love him more than Rodney and Kevin, and that is very impressive because I love Rodney and Kevin so much and also neither of them ever accidently destroyed the human race, unlike Baltar. That scene where Gaeta is being a big gay liar and wrecking Badger's stragety of stragetic awesome and Gaius kicks off at him and he's like, "The whole fleet knows this man tried to stab me through the neck. And you missed! Butterfingers!" Favourite line of any episode of BSG, ever. And BSG is hardly short of brilliant lines. I'm not saying I want to get stabbed just so I have the opportunity to use it, but still.

Doodeedoo.

Went to bonfire/fireworks display with Alan and Jess, which was very cool. Why aren't there more blue fireworks? I like blue. Alan drank Bovril, even after I pointed out that it's meat juice and sounds like something from a Jhonen Vasquez comic. Then again, I ate a burger from one of those mobile van thingies, so I can't talk. Wait, yes I can. MEATJUICEOMGWTFSICK!