I love BSG, and I cannot hide it any longer

Ok, so Battlestar Galactica may be stuck with the dorkiest name since SeaQuest: DSV, but it is an awesome show. I just got into it this season (season 3), almost on accident. My friend Nick was having people over for the premiere, and I attended. This turned into a weekly event, where every Friday some of us watch BSG together. It's the highlight of my week - best friends, high alcohol wine, unwinding on a Friday, and quality television with the assistance of a DVR to get us through commercials. In my opinion, that combination cannot be beat.

After the first two episodes I was hooked, and added the first two seasons to my netflix queue. Little did I know that everyone and their step-sisters did the same thing. Therefore, Season 1 Disc 1 has been at "very long wait" for nearly two months. I don't want to skip this disc, as it has some of the best (so I've heard) episodes of the series. So I waited. And waited. And waited. I'd mail back a DVD and do an atheist-prayer that the next disc sent to me was BSG. It never was. And now it never will be.

Today I spent four hours watching that disc online in a semi-legal fashion. And the episodes were incredible. Bastille Day, with the prison-ship riot, was my favorite. I am tempted to watch all the episodes online, but the quality isn't very good. Thankfully none of the other BSG discs have waits on netflix so I can get going on the rest of the first two seasons. I foresee a shut-in during my winter break, where all I do is watch Battlestar.

And tomorrow I get to do my Friday ritual again, and again it is the one thing getting me through the week.

I believe this may be the dorkiest post I have ever written, and perhaps the longest "I LOVE BSG" blog in the history of the internet.