Nov 08, 2003 08:16
I don't understand what it is about this song that makes me actually cry. Sure, it's a sad song, but there are a lot of those.
And yes, I am still alive. Just freakishly busy to the point of insanity. But I guess that was obvious due to my last post. I am now scared of Starbucks' chai. Not their chai tea but their actual chai that they must caffeinate for the mere purpose of killing small animals.
I just finally was able to watch The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco, which I am as mixed as all get-out about. The most memorable part of the episode for me? Wesley. He was SO. INCREDIBLY. DAMN. PRETTY. It was really distracting. And then he used his shot-gun and I just about died. No, Wes with phallic symbols isn't a turn-on, why do you ask?
Are there screencaps anywhere? Because damn. I need to make me some pretty Wesley icons.
I want to rewatch the episode so I can write deeper thoughts -- because behind the comic mask this episode is fairly depressing -- but I have one more comment.
What they're doing with Spike? It's exactly what made me grow to dislike Anya in S7 BtVS. It's not clever, it's annoying. And irritating. He has some moments of goodness [like the "poetry" line] as Anya did but the end result is still bad.
And "diddle my willy" is the worst euphemism, ever.
But I just about had an aneurysm when Angel mentioned "the father will kill the son." That's MY storyline. That's the one I will praise to all high heaven when it happens. It's the one I'm writing. Angel is going to get bit in the ass by the Connor mind-wipe and I'm going to love it.
Yay. Now I get to get up, take the bus and walk through rainy SF to my class. Woo.
friends don't let friends shop starbucks,
act,
the father will kill the son,
coldplay,
btvs,
wesley wyndam-pryce,
sf