Tuesday blues
I really, really miss Buffy sometimes. I miss anxiously awaiting for new episodes. I miss that Tuesday afternoon trepidation. I miss calling my brother and sister in between commercials, squealing over the latest development, lamenting over Oz's absence, babbling about Spike's torso, marveling at the wonder that is the Joss-verse.
It has really hit us lately, my sister, brother, and I. The Buffy Void. It brought us closer together. Isn't that crazy? But it's true. We talked more back when we had new eppy's to look forward to.
No other show seems to have the same effect. I've tried. I watch Angel, I watch The O.C., I've given Alias more than one try... hell, I've even taped Joan of Arcadia.
It's. Not. The. Same. I miss them all so much. I need to go reread some of my favorite fanfic I think. Sigh. This too shall pass... right?
I hope you're all doing well and that you are having a happy and healthy New Year.
It has really hit us lately, my sister, brother, and I. The Buffy Void. It brought us closer together. Isn't that crazy? But it's true. We talked more back when we had new eppy's to look forward to.
No other show seems to have the same effect. I've tried. I watch Angel, I watch The O.C., I've given Alias more than one try... hell, I've even taped Joan of Arcadia.
It's. Not. The. Same. I miss them all so much. I need to go reread some of my favorite fanfic I think. Sigh. This too shall pass... right?
I hope you're all doing well and that you are having a happy and healthy New Year.