Your New and Improvedness

Dec 03, 2008 14:05

I had an alarmingly vivid dream about Richard Woolsey, in which he used some skill test for the IOA as an excuse to get me alone so we could have a heart to heart. I don't really know who I was in the dream, but Woolsey talked to me about working for Elizabeth, and how I'd changed, and he said, "You're a much darker girl now," and I said, "Yes I am," and then he put me through some crazy Ancient musculoskeletal scanner. Woolsey, of all people.

I'm rewatching season five of Buffy, and I'm remembering why I don't usually pull out season 5 episodes to watch just for fun, despite the fact that Glory is probably my favorite villain. It's bleak, with death and hospitals and Spike's painful crush and disappearing Riley, and, ultimately, the worst part is Dawn. Her gritted-teeth anger is especially painful to watch, and I can never decide if we're supposed to feel empathy with her, or with Buffy, and I find neither very accessible this season.

I am woeful that no one came to this morning's book group meeting at the library, and while it probably more to do with the frost this morning than anything else, it's hard not to feel disappointed at a complete lack of turnout.

A light shining in the mid-week dark of Wednesday: Gerard Way, overachiever, as presented to us by Frank Iero, on the joy-producing Band of Our Hearts blog. Also, Bob's snowblower. <3!

i'm here to be told, grind our enemies into talcum powder, no going to the lighthouse

Previous post Next post
Up