Feb 11, 2006 05:44
Plush Godzilla and I watched the end of Buffy season five. She liked it, even though there was only one giant monster in it, and even that, only briefly. And I don't think she got that Buffy can't breathe atomic fire. What, she asked, is the point of not being able to breathe atomic fire?
I reminded her that she and her talents are very very special, and not shared by everyone. And we snuggled, and that made her feel even more special.
I darned some socks, sewed some patches on pyjama pants, and sewed a button onto the hootchie pants. I also did laundry. I was so productive.
The last episode of season five makes me cry. Actually, I almost cried a few times, but only really at the end. It's freakin' sad.
Good ol' cathartic Buffy.
godzilla,
buffy,
mending,
sadness