The funny thing about watching BSG is that I know, intellectually, that it is grim and gloomy and whatnot, but in my gut, where I am supposed to *feel* it, I am mostly like, "Hee! I like rebellions! Solidarity, brothers and sisters!" and then it becomes um, slightly less grim in my head, because I'm so delighted by the situation.

I have weird reactions to media in general. The things people say are dark or scary are almost never so for me. Hi, I'm feeling chatty today, can you tell?