Time to change my journaling habits.

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So, let's pick up from a few days ago. Took Tuesday through Friday off, presumably to watch my siblings while my baby sister went in for an operation.

Suffice it to say, she didn't. For the third fucking time. This left me with no recourse other than taking my remaining days and going to Boston. Yay!

I've also learned a few things over the past few days.

1) "Excuse me" is New Yorkese for "Get the fuck out of my way, or I *will* knock you on your ass." If someone's coming through a crowd without saying "excuse me," then they're denying you the benefit of a warning.

2) Boston's not any better. Instead of pushy assholes, they have noisy ones.

3) My DSL is gone... because our Central Office, where the DSL goes from our apartment to the ISP, went boom. fuck fuck fuckity fuck.

4) I can fix the DSL, if I knew which wires to handle, and what setting to fix on my router. fuck fuck fuckity fuck.

5) Jenny makes kickass steaks.

6) Somebody must die, for I made it home and Andromeda wasn't waiting for me on the Tivo. And I *still* haven't seen the season finale.

7) If a certain Panda adds anymore season passes, we're going to need a bigass IDE hard drive. If a certain large doofy Buffy fan wants us to hang on to Enterprise and any episodes of Angel/Buffy that he doesn't get to see, we're going to need a bigass IDE hard drive. Seeing as a 30 hour Tivo is enough for *my* viewing habits, I'm not going to buy said bigass IDE hard drive. Especially when the 100GB that would solve this problem costs about $250, and I need a new VCR to begin archiving Zim and be able to dub tapes.

Okay, this entry is already too long.

Enterprise!

Okay, first off, I liked it.

And I liked the NX-01 design, just not as the NX-01. It should've been a Daedalus class starship, as shown here:

Starship Gallery on Ex Astris Scientia.

Maybe even somethine closer to the SS Valiant from Where No Man Has Gone Before, although finding the models for that is an exercise left for the reader.

I even liked the so-called "sexual tension scene." Mainly because there WASN'T ANY. Okay, she's a remarkably hot woman. And the room was cold. But she's a frigid Vulcan bitch, plain and simple. Hot? Yes. Attractive? No. Difference? I'll leave it at this.

Vulcans only mate once every seven years. She has the libido of a sponge.

Rigel 10 was fucking WONDERFUL. Snow! In a Trek series! Rura Penthe in Star Trek VI doesn't count, that was a movie.

The ending solution to saving Count Bakula was stupid.

The charged armor plating instead of already having deflectors was brilliant.

Issues:

TNG established that Klingon-Human relations got off to a bad start due to a botched first contact in the pre-Prime Directive era. This *was* the first contact. It may have been botched, but by that much? That's a stretch.

Based on the timeline, the basic history is accurate, down to the year that Zefram Cochrane departed into open space. However, that places the series at 5 years prior to the Earth-Romulan War. Trek series usually last for seven years. Dare I say... Huzzah? Do we get to see Romulans kicking some serious human ass? With nuclear weapons? Oh yes... this series will rock. And how.

Time travel episodes are for wussies. Just stop it, Braga, you're a pox upon Trek. The fact that you fucked up your last chance to not make Voyager suck hard ass with the finale proved that. You and Berman both need to take a look at how to make shows not suck. Bring in The Rock ever again, and I bring out my baseball bat.

All in all, though, this was probably one of the best pilots for Trek *ever.* Encounter At Farpoint wasn't all that great, with two hours of just picking up your damned crew, the jellyfish station, etc. Of course, the major issue with that was that it was written by two people with two completely different ideas for a pilot. Don't get me started on Voyager, and their lack of a fucking countdown timer on their explosives. DS9's pilot was good, if not for the "WTF???" factor. But so far, Enterprise wins.