that special moment when you realize just how dorky you are

so i was flipping channels yesterday and realized my new schedule allows me to watch like, eight hours of star trek "the next generation" a day. imagine my delight. i've always kept my trekkie-ness on the down low because no one likes an out and out levar burton fan, and frankly there's no need for anyone to know how traumatized i was when tasha was eaten by that scary black goo. so i'm watching yesterday and i'm totally overjoyed because it's an episode that i somehow haven't seen and Q is on and bad things happen when Q is on the enterprise and all of a sudden jean luc makes Q mad! jean luc, what the hell are you thinking! Q's powerful! even whoopie goldberg is like, dude, picard, don't go there, and Q snaps his fingers and BAM, they're in another galaxy, light-years from where they should be. son of a bitch. what to do. so they're poking around the galaxy and all of a sudden they come to a new "planet" and data is describing it and all of a sudden they throw it on screen and it's THE BORG. and i'm like, why aren't they running?! what's going on?! no, don't probe them! no, no, don't hail them! and i realize, i'm actually yelling at the screen. wow. yes. the neighbors are probably wondering why i kept screaming, TURN BACK, DON'T YOU KNOW RESISTANCE IS FUTILE with such urgency. well, i suppose there's a chance they understand. i mean, if the enterprise is taken over by a colony of evil, same-minded, partial robots today it means there's absolutely nothing to do tomorrow at two o'clock. and i would almost rather sit through tasha getting eaten again than have that happen.