by your command
To: battlestar galactica
From: -b
Subject: by your command
dear battlestar galactica:
i SOOO wanted to hate you. i did. i was pissed when i read that scifi channel had hijacked your ass and decided to reimagine you. hell, they changed the ship, and lucifer was gone, and baltar was somehow ON the galactica, and the cylons looked different, and it all made no sense to me. and when i read they’d changed your theme song, well, that was all but unforgiveable. but then i watched, and now i’m fucking hooked. i’m actually having WITHDRAWALS and shit, but the series doesn’t start until tomorrow. motherfuckers.
anyrate, i thought i’d write and tell you how you bring out the inner-dork in me and that i hate you for it. “i’m just saying.”
-b