(I started this while watching Eureka time-delayed. That was last night. This is this morning. Pretend it's last night again, okay? Thanks.)
Anyway, I really have nothing else to say until I go back and analyze every single episode and come up with my unified theory of Eureka and
rule the world bore you all to death regale you all with it. *snerk*
Must go to sleep now. Yes. Sleep.
ETA: Went to sleep. Slept really badly. At one point, Charles Kimbrough came at me, arm outstretched like a manic zombie in WAY too much cake makeup, and poked me so hard in the back that the pain woke me out of a sound sleep. Actually, that was the massive back cramp, but still. Weird. Bad Charles Kimbrough!