First Strike.

That's right--it's over. We have finally made it to the end of the new Atlantis episodes until the summer. I knew I would be sad, but I had no idea how hopeless the season finale would feel. At the end of every season (and every mid-season cliffhanger), I think, "How are they ever going to get out of this one?" Of course, every season it gets worse. This time, they've powered up the star drive of the city to escape an Asuran attack and were traveling to a new planet, but they dropped out of hyperspace when they started running too low on power. Now, they're floating out in the middle of space, nowhere near a planet or stargate, with only 24 hours of power. Can you believe that?

I have to say, though, I got chills for the first time since "Rising" when they actually managed to power up the star drive with only one ZPM and began to rise into the air. This slow version of the theme was playing, and it was so powerful that they were actually doing it, that they had managed, for the first time since they arrived on Atlantis three years ago, to fly the city, even if it wasn't for very long. It just shows how far they've come since they got there. I love the way both Stargate shows have the teams getting better, expanding their knowledge, fighting new enemies. It almost made me forgive them for killing Beckett. But not quite.

I had some good luck tonight, and now I'm feeling good. I know I should go to bed soon--I have a class tomorrow--but I'm watching stuff I recorded on the DVR. I'm considering not crashing until after my morning class. My night classes for the next two weeks are cancelled (we're supposed to be working on our papers, ha, ha), and I don't have to work.

"Well, get ready. It's our first day at Police Academy 4."