And now I am going to take a sleeping pill, climb into bed with chocolate and a notebook, and make notes about Ghost Ship ghost story fic until I pass out and (hopefully) sleep sans nightmares instead of geeking out further in your journal.

Yeah, because the concept of geeking out is so foreign and repugnant to me. @@ (that's an eyeroll, btw)

I was talking to Ru while it was going on, but I'm pretty sure they shot the back of Kerr's head whilst he was kissing Dylan Neal. Punk.