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I went to a very complicated party last night, and although my hangover has dissipated, I'm still feeling slightly emotionally stunned. It was a high-stakes kind of event--with burlesque--and I learned some stunning pieces of gossip. And then my boots broke, and I took a cab home.

I know it's childish, but faced with the two stunning pieces of gossip (both of which involve past lovers of mine who have made enormous decisions), I want to run away. Right now. I'm lonely, and I'd rather be lonely in Paris.

Has anyone on the flist applied for British citizenship before and could walk me through it? I qualify (my mum was born in Belfast), but the high commissioner's website is extremely confusing and I would like to run away with papers that let me stay until I get bored of being lonely in Paris, not until my three months are up and I have to start dodging immigration people.

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I've been trying to listen to a GateWorld.net interview with Mr. Joe Flanigan. Trying. Trying really hard.

Sample, from the transcript here (it's from last September -- you people who are more hip than I probably already heard it):

GW: What were your thoughts on how Season Two wrapped up?
JF: Typical cliffhanger, hopefully designed to drag you into the third season. And it gets really interesting. The conclusion of that is very interesting. And it was an interesting thing to come back to. [....]
GW: Is it kind of tough after such a long hiatus to get back into things?
JF: Well, it can be. It certainly can be, there's no doubt about that. But no, it also feels very natural. The whole schedule is a reawakening, or I should say, the opposite of that.

!!!

I think the best thing about this interview is that it spawned a mock advice column... that is, a column of the kind of advice the Flan would probably give. Oy. Oy oy oy.

(I'm clinging to hope, though. After all, in his youth the Flan set off fireworks, naked, on a rooftop in Paris, which is dashing and mischevious and smacks of wit. Maybe the day of the interview he was just really hungover? And thinking hurt his head?)