This is basically a check list of things I'd love to see happen in season six of LOST. I won't necessarily think less of the show or the season if a lot of these things don't happen (I might be somewhat peeved if none of them happen, but we'll see) as I think that the vast majority of the decisions the writers have made thus far have lead the story into some very interesting and satisfying places, so I trust that whatever choices they make, it will create an epic final season. I guess this list is here so when some of these things do happen (a least a couple of these things are pretty much bound to happen), it will add to my delight to know that LOST is hitting the right buttons, like it has so many times before:

( What's in the box? )

Obama Depressed, Distant Since 'Battlestar Galactica' Series Finale (Um...spoilers much?)

Oh Obama, we still have Caprica to keep us going! And it looks awesome as frak:

Find out Which Lost Character Are You at LiquidGeneration.com!

Ahahahahaha, I really didn't expect this result at all. I guess being a philosophy major has something to do with it.

Does this mean that I'm sad, pathetic and irrevocably broken? If so, it's totally worth it :D

Let’s make a TARDIS wave throughout LJ.
When you see this entry, post a picture of the show to your own journal.

Saw this on the journal of softly_me  and felt obligated to carry on the wave, for Doctor Who is epic.

I'm gonna write my theory post and wishlist after watching "LA X", in light on what it reveals, because I just can't wait any longer!

I saved up my last two PopTarts for this, and in Australia that shit is hard to come by!

[WARNING: Spoilers for season 1 - 5]

( It only ends once. Anything that happens before that is just progress. )

Started a new DnD campaign with the guys today. Declan's chick went into negative hit points and fell unconscious, and I had to use all my cleric's healing spells in order to wake her up. Then my dude went into negative hit points and fell unconscious, and he's the only healer.

FML.

[WARNING: Spoiler for seasons 1- 5]

( Sometimes... good command decisions get compromised by bad emotional responses. )

In memory of family and friends who have lost the battle with cancer, and in support of the ones who continue to conquer it: post this on your LJ if you know someone who has or had cancer. 93% won't copy and paste this. Will you?

My mother survived breast cancer and I think my grandfather died of bowl cancer. Hopefully it won't be much longer before science and medicine free us from this appalling affliction.

Today I attended Wai-Con, the annual West Australian anime convention, where I found that my geeky brethren, the university holidays having displaced them from the campus grounds that usually act as their nerdy nodal points, had swarmed in their alarming, glorious and mad multitudes to celebrate and indulge in their brilliant and weird obsession. To my recollection I hadn't been to any sort of convention before, although in the geeky lonesomeness of my youth it was one of my fantasies to be amongst so many similarly obsessive weirdos in such an environment designed to delight our odd proclivities. Since those days of wistfully watching the Trekkies documentary whilst isolated in a little outback town I have discovered this strange net of twisted wonders, as well as the nerdy paradise that is university, to connect me to others with the same strange fanaticism, so it initially wasn't a shock to witness so very many people engaged in acts of geekery, but as the utter extent of their fannish fanaticism became apparent, I found some delight that there is evidently so much mad passion for strange splendours in my immediate geographical community. The cosplay competition was most certainly the highlight of this wonderfully fanatical behaviour; the host being such a perfect epitome of fannish energy and enthusiasm. He launched the competition by remarking something to the effect of, "In a few days it's Australia Day, and you know what? I don't care. I don't care because now we've got cosplay" which he promised would be served "deep fried in tempura with a side serving of awesomesauce". In the midst of the glorious displays of fan-devotion as people paraded the costumes they had created and skits they had practised, it was as though certain circles of the internet had been made tangible as everyone heckled in the language of memes and internet culture; one of my favourite exchanges between the host and an out-of-state cosplayer involved Perth, as the host sarcastically asked something along the lines of, "Have you seen our glorious bell-tower?" eliciting a chuckled from the audience, to which the cosplayer replied, "No, but I've seen the rotating prison." Oh, and I think "Happy-times From the Abyss of Smex" has got to be the best name for a cosply group, or any group, ever.

Declan and I attended a panel by the guy who runs the website Gamer Tonight, Ross O'Donovan, which was titled "How to Epic Win at Internets Through Animation". I learnt that, in order to remain motivated, animators post live streams of them animating their work so people can watch them, which I found a bit odd. I would be worried I'd forget people were watching and pick my nose or take my clothes off or something similarly embarrassing. Other than the cosplay competition and the panel, I finally started to explore the comic medium, something I hadn't been much exposed to before, and bought the first copies of Buffy Season Eight and Y: The Last Man. Plus I bought a Hetalia bookmark, since that was the only type of Hetalia merchandise available at the convention. 

[WARNING: Spoilers for seasons 1- 5]

( If I were a savage I would have cut off his finger already. That's tomorrow. )

[WARNING: Spoilers for seasons 1- 5]

( Crazy people don't know they're going crazy. They think they're getting sane. )

I've started my LOST rewatch.

(Omg, spoilers)

IT'S INTENSE.

Well, now that I have experienced Battlestar Galactica in its entirety (well, save for "The Plan", which I intend to watch as soon as it shows up on the shelves of my local rental) I am ready to rewatch all five seasons of LOST in preparation for the impending final Cylon season. I'm thinking that I'll post my succinct, dot-point thoughts regarding each season in preparation for a theory post at the end (along with a wish list for season 6), assuming I manage to get through my rewatch before the show starts again. Once it's complete I intend to go through the entire show from beginning to end, writing up an analysis and emotional introspective on each episode in order to delve into aspects such as symbolism and character psychologies. I want to do the same for Battlestar Galactica, as well as Farscape and Firefly and Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Futurama and Red Dwarf and yes this list does keep on going much further. I'm not necessarily going to start said analysis's the next time I rewatch (or reread) something from start to finish; if it is something I like enough to experience more than once, the next time is hardly going to be the last time, after all. In fact, the notion of doing anything I enjoy for the last time just doesn't slide with me; if it gets to the point where I've done it so many times that I don't enjoy it anymore, I'll find a way to make myself like it again, because that's how I roll. Anyway, returning to the point; I'll do said analysis's during whichever future rewatch takes my fancy, I suppose, and I'll return to them with updates should new ideas come to me in the rewatches that follow. Thus, at some point in the near or, more likely, distant future I'll be posting a detailed review of the Battlestar Galactica final, but despite this, I still fancy writing up some relatively brief thoughts on the final, and season 4 in general, at this time, seeing as I'll be soon be doing the same for LOST anyway, and I feel a little bad that I didn't do a complete rewatch of Battlestar Galactica prior to watching the last season, in order to find the time to do so for LOST. 

So...what follows are some musings on the way Battlestar Galactica concluded: 

( Oh dear lord the spoilers...run away!!! )

...and by that I mean the end of Battlestar Galactica.




And...

I'm oh so close the grand Battlestar Galactica finale...I should be through the series by the end the night, or in the early hours of the morning, depending on how things work out. 

Everything is falling into place...

...it's so epic.

But where's my Number Six/Gaius Baltar action?

The show is nothing short of astonishing in practically all respects, but it is its deeply philosophical thematic heart that enthrals me the most (that and the Six/Baltar mindfuckery and general fuckery). In terms of thematic content, one of the most important elements of a narrative in my mind, I think Battlestar Galactia may even be my favourite story. Watching it is pretty much like seeing the thought experiments in my philosophy textbook dramatised, moreso than with watching LOST, in which half the characters are actually named after the guys in my philosophy textbook.

Battlestar Galactica and LOST seriously need to hook up and have philosophising, epic, morally ambiguous and fraking insane babies. They'd be so beautiful.

 ...well, seeing as it does tell the story of humankind's genocide, I suppose it would have to be rather intense and disturbing to make much sense (not that the original series seemed to think so).