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Apparently lots of people that I know have shown up since I last looked at this thing. I apologize for not responding sooner.

There aren't cylons here. Well there's just two I think. And no resurrection machine. This is Earth, 2008 if no one's told you any different. I don't know how we got here, but we can't leave. I'm obviously not president.

If anyone needs me, I'll be in the hospital.

Figured New York would be a good place to live though seems a bit different.

Oh, NO. Not AGAIN.

A vision? 'God's Plan'? Another cult of freakish women ready to haul me off to have me pray over their children and have all kinds of naughty sex with them?

Admiral? Madame President? I've just about had enough of being your pawn in some silly game.

So, Roslin, how are you settling in?

... What the frak is going on?

Why are there... people. Why..

What the frak?