The new couch arrived last Thursday. Getting ready for the couch was a lot like getting ready for a baby would be, I imagine. Without all the cute little clothes you get to fold and put away. And hours of intense labor pain. But in the sense that stuff that occupied space had to go away. Luckily, we finally got our promised storage locker in the basement last week.

In reality, this couch is too big for our apartment. Way too big. But, it was just too good. It was more than couch. it was Couch. In the end, we actually had to measure the walls and our desks and other furniture, and draw diagrams in Adobe Illustrator to find a way to make it work. Which resulted in conversations like this

“There, how about that.”

“I don’t like it.”

“Why don’t you like it?”

“Because… I don’t like it.”

“I understand that, but what don’t you like?”

“It.”

Back to the drawing board, new layout and then reverse the positions of the debate. Finally, we found something that would work. One bookcase had to be sacrificed to the television and her accessories, one had to be moved into the bedroom, and the other remained where it was. Because, really, it’s not like we were having dance parties in our living room. What do we need with Floor Space. It’s a waste. What we needed was Snuggle Space.

Then kittens LOVE the new Couch.

One hour after the Couch arrived, a box full of books from Amazon arrived. And that, my friends, is why my posts have sucked the last four days. I’ve been pretty happily curled up on the Couch. And just when light at the end of the tunnel seems imminent, today… season 2.0 and 2.5 of Battlestar Galactica show up. Mmmm… dvd’s. We watched, prolly,10 episodes back to back this afternoon, after Wil got home from work.

We so lazy.

I’ve started watching Season One of the new Battlestar Galactica. Wil’s already seen them and has wanted to own them for a while. I have heard really good things about the show, so I was able to look past the fact it was a remake of BATTLESTAR GALACTICA for pete’s sake. Besides, BSG has the single most impressive, useful, and addictive fake swear word: frak. More useful than even “goram” I’m afraid. It’s so cool, even Veronica Mars started using it in Season Three. And if it’s cool enough for Veronica Mars, it’s cool enough for me*.

So, I noticed the cargo hold on the one ship, the one that the President lives on, the name escapes me, looks suspiciously like the lowest car deck of a BC ferry, of the “Spirit of Whatever” type. And by “suspiciously like” I mean “exactly.” And while “Boomer” and Helo were wandering around the bombed out Caprca City, I noticed a lot of things that looked very familiar. Such as the building that looked an awful lot like the Downtown Vancouver Library. And by “an awful lot like” I mean it was the Vancouver Library.

All this leads me to one conclusion. I am living on Cylon Occupied Caprica!!! AAAACk! Trust no one! They look like humans now! Run!!!

*you suck, the CW. Frak you.