stargate sg1 – Laughing At Myself In An Empty Room

I'm ringing in the new year alone in my room knitting and binge-watching Stargate: SG1, and drinking bad coffee. It tastes oddly nostalgic. Usually I balk at the very implication of bad coffee, but somehow -- my cup nearing depletion -- I want more. Perhaps it is a desire for a connection to something outside… Continue reading Ringing in the new year with bad coffee