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Tired... [April 16th 2003|12:13am]
[ mood | tired ]

Yup, got rid of the Buffy layout (because of the suckage and all) and switched it out for some "X"-y goodness. Kamui is definitely my favorite character despite having a horrible, horrible dub voice (ack! it's Kenshin!), so thank God for subs. I guess I'm a sucker for that whole Heero Yuy, cold guy thing where he tells the main girl to "fuck off and leave him alone." Well, not in those words, that's just too much to hope for. I know Kamui changes his tune later and cares for the girl, but that's okay since she's not man-ugly Relena.

Hee hee. Bed now.

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Buffy--the series finale... or PILE OF SHIT for short [April 15th 2003|04:35pm]
[ mood | overreacting ^_^ ]

Bubonic Plague at fanforum captured my feelings on the stinking pile of crap known as the BTVS series finale perfectly. Below is her wonderful post.

My problems with the finale are pretty numerous.
I must say that the one aspect of the story that I do like is Spike's death. I think the amulet is very much a deus ex machina, but I can't really conceive of anything that wouldn't have been at this point. It's a pretty sad commentary, and just goes to show that Joss really didn't have any of this planned. He thought an army of Ubervamps would look cool, and then had to find some way to easily get rid of them. But wait...I was trying to say what I liked.

Basically, Spike's soul saved the world. And while Angel or Faith or Buffy could have done the same, they didn't. It was his choice to get a soul that allowed him to even be in the position where he could make this decision, and that, in itself, makes him unique. For Buffy, Angel, or Faith, it would have been just a sacrifice, but it's more than that for Spike. It's salvation. He saved himself through love, and that love allowed him to save everyone else. A "creature of the night" had enough light within himself , literally and metaphorically, to change everything. He was always looking for it, that glow or radiance or effulgence, and he finally got it. And it belonged to him, not to anyone else.

Sorry, I'll put a cap on the spray cheese and get with the griping.

Spike's death, of course, immediately leads us to the final scene, in which Xander and Willow and everyone else are congratulating themselves about saving the world and changing the world. Umm, no you didn't. Spike did. I fail to see how Willow's girl-orgasm spell made any difference in that battle, and Xander did squat.

We have the "heroine" is standing around smiling, thinking of all the opportunities open to her now that she is finally rid of her uniqueness. I guess being a "normal girl" was really what she wanted all along. Nothing here about accepting one's individuality, or learning that the things that make one feel freakish can turn out to be special. Assimilate, kiddies!

I always liked the "one girl in all the world" concept, because everyone wants to feel that he or she can be the one person to make a difference in something. However, that's been negated in favor of a bunch of girl power hokum, and talk about shopping. Really empowring there. Oh, I see what Whedon was going for, it's more of the "everyone has the power" bit. But that message was established long ago, and I think this damages that concept instead of amplifying it. It's not as though everyone in the world is getting this revelation, just a few teenage girls, and the ultimate end of it is to show that the title character is free from her responsibilities.

The message I am coming out of this with is that the true heroes aren't the ones we assumed. That the alleged "heroes" of seven years are just a bunch of shallow, self-centered, callous jerkoffs who lucked into looking like heroes, and continue to take the credit when the real heroes are dead.

Anya didn't get the power-orgasm, but she died saving a life. And Spike's incredible inner light kept the world from ending. The rest of them can only continue with their pathetic existences of frappuccino-drinking and searching for sales on pumps because of people like that. Buffy used to be a person like that, one who made a difference. Now she's a parasite.

Amen, sister. I have never been so disappointed in a fictious show in my entire life. I hate Joss Whedon forever.

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My father could die this Friday [April 8th 2003|12:57am]
[ mood | worried ]

He's having surgery on his heart, and there is a chance he could die during it. I don't know if you have ever heard your parents talk about whether they want to be buried or cremated when they die, but it's a load of not fun. I feel surprisingly numbed by all of this. There is a slim chance this could occur, so I'm trying to focus on that more than on the fact that it's a possibility.

He just wanted to show me a poem he wrote, but I just couldn't read it. Our relationship is so estranged, so terribly cold, I sometimes wonder why it has to be like this. But I can't change. I try, but it doesn't work. I just get annoyed all over again.

Working on my new story has helped. I feel these characters very well already. This might be THE STORY I've been waiting for, the one I've always felt I was destined to write. I hope it is. I've been thinking about death a lot lately, and I want to do this before I pass on.

I hope I'm able.

If he goes, I don't know what I will do.

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I hate being a shipper [March 20th 2003|04:15am]
[ mood | enraged ]

My subject title says it all, really. Of course I'm going to elaborate like the wordy bitch I am, so bear with me.

It's funny Plug should mention feeling guilty about liking Ryoko again. That's not such a big deal. It's not completely pathetic. ^_- I, on the other hand, am a total and utter loser.

The spoilers for Episode 21 of Buffy came out (to the unknowing, that's the second to last episode of the entire series. That means there is only an hour left of the show after it. We were expecting something amazing. Instead we get soap opera, cliche drivel. I am serious in stating it is complete trash.

But why, you ask? Get this... in episode 20 (which is being written AFTER 21) Spike and Buffy have a moment. She has just been betrayed by all those she loves, and seeks comfort from him, the only one who still (and always will) believe in her. It's the thing us Spuffies have been waiting for. Then, in the last scene of episode 21 (where she amazingly just forgives her friends for totally dissing her), Angel returns in a shitacular scene that I imagine will go like this:

-Caleb and Buffy fight-

-Angel appears and smacks Caleb aside-

Angel: Hi, folks! Remember me? I'm that tall, dark, supposedly handsome guy that was the male lead of this show four seasons ago. I like brooding, and three stroke orgasms. Ring a bell yet? No? Well, anyway, here I am, Buffy, your knight in shining armor.

Buffy: I need to fight this alone, but you can, like, watch and stuff!

-Angel leers at Buffy fighting, flashing back to the moment he first saw her when she was a lollipop-sucking, underage freshman and he was a creepy 240 year old vamp-

-Buffy dispatches Caleb easily-

Angel: Hey, babe, slide over here and give me a kiss. Just forget that I abandoned you like fifty times.

Buffy: Okay, totally! I can never resist a guy that looks like a puffy marshmallow!

-They make out while Spike watches and emotionally dies-

I am a Spike fan. I used to be a Buffy fan (pre-season 6 and season 7 until First Date). I barely ever liked Angel. This is just too much! I cannot believe they will throw four years of character development down the shitter only to reunite the "perfect couple" and reinforce that "love will win against all odds even if they guy is a loser who walks out on the girl repeatedly". How empowering is that, ladies? I am disgusted both at the fact that I care so much and at the shit these writers are churning out. Am I going to have to stop my DVD collection at season 5 and pretend 6 & 7 don't exist? Looking likely at this point.

And yeah, my journal background is B/A. You'll notice it's from the part where he leaves the show. I felt B/A in season 3, I really did. Hello, there is such a thing as MOVING ON and GROWING UP. I can't watch this trash, I just can't. If the finale continues this theme, and we still get NO ACKNOWLEDGMENT from Buffy to Spike about how he is the reason she is still alive, or even a simple thank you for all he has done for her, fuck it. This is not the show I loved. It ended at season 5.

In American Idol news, Julia still exists. What the fuck is wrong with you, America? First Vanessa, now Charles? Suck off.

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Random-ness is fun! [March 12th 2003|06:55pm]
[ mood | complacent ]

Blah de dah, nothing of real importance to post here, except for a few random tidbits.

--I've decided to drop my rants for now. I'm channeling that literary energy into writing my new Tenchi fic, which I am really pumped to write (mainly to get to the last scene, heh). I found one of my weirder works on the computer where, oddly enough, Tenchi and Ayeka were also brother and sister. I have no clue what the hell I was writing that for and what was going to happen, but I did like this bit:

*How many days has it been since the accident?* she wondered, kissing the top of Tenchi's rain-soaked head. Her arms tightened around his chest, and she pulled him closer to her, breathing him in through the cold rain. Despite everything, she felt her body responding to his, growing warm where it met hers. She felt her hands move downward, against her will, seeking out the object of her darkest fantasies.

*Stop it! He's your brother!*

'He's cute.'

'He's your brother.'

The memory stopped her hands, stopped her completely. She brought a finger to the cut under her eye, tracing it. It was a subconscious gesture as she pondered where the voices had come from. The young girl, and the gruff-sounding man.

Familiar, yet not.

Good ol' incest. Guess I've been trying to write something like this for awhile. ^_^

--American Idol. Zzzzzzzzzz... Ruben's on! ...zzzzzzzzz. That sums that up. Stupid over hyped Clay. Everything starts to suck when everyone starts to like it.

Blah, that's it. Still Obsidian rocks. Die, Sasami, die! Heehee. Well, on a serious note, that's one of the best-written fanfics I've read to date. I don't know if I conveyed that on the phone last night, so just in case, there it is, Plug. ^^

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I am a schitzo [March 8th 2003|08:27pm]
[ mood | bored ]

I don't think it's normal for a person to change their journal so much. ^_^ It's not my fault! I just can't seem to get it the way I want it. When I rewatched all the season 3 angsty goodness, I decided to make a B/A layout. I think Angel's a tool and that's why my journal entries are coverin' his face. That and the image of him didn't turn out very well. I will probably stick with this one for awhile if for no other reason then the fact that I'm sick of messing with this thing.

I'm stuck on my K'thardin rant. I'll hopefully get a break tomorrow. In the meantime I'm wasting my time writing a book I don't really want to write. I figure if nothing else it's helping me get in the habit of writing again. I miss it, I really do.

Blah, I'm boring. Ick. >_

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Revamped... again [March 8th 2003|05:00am]
[ mood | sleepy ]

Heh, as if you couldn't tell, I am in a completely sappy, offbeat mood right now. I hope it lasts, because it's a lot more fun than my previous mood of "everyone die now, I hate my life". I think talking to Kathleen helped. Talking about death and all that other deep stuff always seems to make me appreciate life more.

Wow, it was weird when that freaky guy came up to us at the coffee shop and started hitting on Kathleen (thank God I was spared). I loved how she "subtly" dropped hints about being able to fit his body in the trunk of her car. He totally missed the implications, of course. We figure he was stoned.

All in all, it was a very odd day. I guess I'm technically talking about yesterday, but that's alright. ^_^ I'm very tired now, so it's off to dream land.

(because I won't forget)

Addendum to Rant [March 4th 2003|10:38pm]
[ mood | okay ]

Hee, hee, I was browsing the AFC looking for some preliminary material to K'thardin when I found this hilarious post by Horosha.

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Yippity Do! [March 4th 2003|12:56am]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

Added a quick Easter color scheme. Also am putting off sleep for as long as possible, because once I'm out, the time between now and the Biology test will fly by. Or some non-logic logic like that. Wee, I'm insane!

Been feeling a bit out of sorts lately. Disconnected with the human race or something like that. Not really in the mood to wax philosophic, but let's just say I'm not happy with the work I'm doing here. The least I can do is leave the planet a little nicer than the way I found it.

Problem is, sarcasm and good will towards men do not tend to mix. I'm like two people in one body here. Part of me just revels in being as nasty and mean as possible, while that quieter part makes me wish I was the type of person who could give love constantly. I guess that's the human dilemma or something.

Fuck it, I'm young. I wanna have fun. Nasty it is.

(because I won't forget)

Something Blue [March 3rd 2003|03:53pm]
[ mood | peaceful ]

Yup, I just watched the (in)famous Buffy episode. Can I just take a minute to say how many million times sexier Buffy and Spike are as a couple than Angel and Buffy ever were? That's pretty bad considering David Boreanez and Sarah M. Gellar supposedly had a real fling going on while they were filming season 2. To be honest, lately I had been wondering why I ever 'shipped Buffy and Spike in the first place, but "Something Blue" jogged my memory quite well. Wow, I love that ep.

ANYA: Giles is blind?

(Xander walks over to Giles and starts waving his fingers in front of Giles' face)

GILES: Please stop whatever you're doing. You smell like fruit roll-ups.

SPIKE: This is the crack team that foils my every plan? I am *deeply* ashamed.

BUFFY: Spike's right. We really should get organized.

ANYA: Why are you holding hands?

SPIKE: They have to hear it sooner or later..

BUFFY: Spike and I are getting married!

XANDER: How? What? How?

GILES: Three excellent questions.

SPIKE: (To Buffy) What are you lookin' at?

BUFFY: The man I love.

(They kiss. A lot. Anya and Xander look a bit disgusted)

XANDER: Can I be blind, too?

Of course, watching old BTVS only drives the point home how much these later eps. truly do suck, save for faint seconds of glimmering hope sandwiched between the festering crap. Supposedly their next shot, "Lies My Parents Told Me", is going to be this season's stand-out ep, even though it's Spike-centric and written by someone who thinks Angel rocks and Spike blows. I'll have to wait and see.

And damn if they didn't have Corey and Josh (American Idol winners) on today, and Corey *gasp* actually has a personality and is kind of funny. Damn, I guess I can't blindly hate him until he messes up again. *prays for him to mess up big time* It's so fun to watch them crash and burn. Not Clay, though, hope he wipes the floor with those stupid girls tomorrow night. I'm pretty sure he's a lock anyway, but you never know with those nutty producers. They may just want the eye candy heading through tomorrow night.

So I have something to look forward to tomorrow. Because Lord knows this test is going to be a killer. Ooh, sounds like a good tag line for my new book: This test... will be a killer. Yes, I did used to write shit like that and think it was cool. Now that's a true dark past.

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Ranty Rant Rant Rant, 2nd Strike [March 2nd 2003|09:19pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]

Someone should have warned me that trying to look at Literary Eagle's posts for something amusing was a pointless task. Nevertheless, I have a nice long rant about the bitch following the neat link below.

Literary Penis! Get it? ...fuck you, tooCollapse )

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My eyes, my eyes! [March 1st 2003|04:08pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

Ow, ow, ow, ow! Shit, my eyes are burning right now! And this is pretty much my own fault. I'm perusing the AFC again, looking for more anger-inducing shit to incite another rant, and TenchiWakusei once again proves that male anime fanboys have no souls. Fuck.

look at those twin treasures! -cue eyeroll-Collapse )

Unfortunately, I don't have enough material on TenchiWakusei to make a proper rant about him. I'm still debating just ripping into the AFC in general. We'll see what happens. Right now I'm going shopping, might watch some Buffy later, God, anything to get my mind off that travesty of an icon. PG-13 board you stupid fucker! Shit, are the mods smoking crack or do they just not care anymore? Ugh.

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Ranty Rant Rant Rant [March 1st 2003|12:38am]
[ mood | pleased ]

I realize that this rant is long and proof that I have no life save for taking the piss out of everyone and everything. Fuck you, go write a rant about me or stop reading if this type of shit pisses you off. I make my own fun.

Today’s rant is dedicated to Horosha.

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Quick... [February 28th 2003|05:26pm]
Hello. A quick AI tidbit (not a rant): the "twist" is supposedly that there will be one female winner and one male winner this time around, with the guys competing against the guys, and the girls competing against the girls. This probably would have been fairer to announce at the BEGINNING of the competition, morons. They were lucky the first 3 rounds yielded an equal number of girls and guys. This would explain why they've tailored the wild card round to enable three girls to win (Clay is a lock). But anyways, on to the point.

I've decided that in between rants about American Idol and Buffy, I'll rant about other things. In this case, message board posters that I hate for various reasons. My next post will be a very long rant about one such poster. I have to eat dinner, and wanted to share the news with anyone who reads this, in other words, uh, Plug.

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Last AI rant... for now [February 27th 2003|03:37pm]
[ mood | cold ]

So the fucking twist is 12 finalists. Oh thank you, Fox, increase the enjoyment 20% by shoving two worthless Barbies down our throats! Clay is a lock now, but who really gives a shit? The judges like 'Corey the Shim' better even though he hits his damn high notes sharp and looks like a transgendered homeless person.

My only hope is that the wildcards are chosen like this: Clay, Olivia (who looks like a fucking junkie), Alicyn (or however you spell her stupid name; she looks like a man), and Carmen (who looks like one of those psycho killer dolls with her curly hair and bug eyes) are picked. That way the freak show top 12 continues. Of course, there's no doubting that Simon will fight for Kim C. to the death (he has to have his blonde bitch to drool over). Have I mentioned yet how stupid it is to have 7 girls and 2 guys doing this show? The ratings are slipping and the producers obviously think it's the lack of female eye candy and not the fact that THESE PEOPLE CANNOT FUCKING SING AND ARE INSUFFERABLY BORING WHILE SUCKING.

Okay, calm now. Listened to Ruben's "Ribbon in the Sky" so I feel a little better. He should drop that pointing at the camera shit, though. I bet the cameraman feels molested after these people sing. They seem to think good performing = gesturing to the camera. Maybe they'll get better when there's a live audience and not just 3 worthless judges to sing for.

Now I'm off to fix that crap my friend wrote. This'll be a long day.

(because I won't forget)

Stupid American Idol Bastards [February 26th 2003|09:21pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

Buffy sucks, and now this shit? Hell no. I guess I finally have no more reason to sit in front of the idiot box on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

This wildcard round is so gender-biased it's retarded. I plan to vote for Clay on my two phone lines for the entire two hours, and I'm hoping the hundreds of Clay fans online do the same. America's vote is the only way he's getting in, and if he's not in the top 10 I don't think I want to watch this ridiculously rigged show anyway. Seriously, 8 females and 2 males? Simon has made it perfectly clear that he hates Clay's look and will never, ever choose him over some mediocre blonde with a 36DD chest. And Chip? Total personlity-less robot. The girls look like cookie-cutter Barbie figurines; I guess 19 just HAD to get the looks in there to ruin our damn freak show Top Ten. Assholes.

I once again have no life for getting so worked up over a TV show, but fuck that. I have to take frustration out on something and this show makes it too easy.

I hate Corey, but he makes a nice addition to the other freaks, so it's passable. Now I'm off to rejoice at the fact that the Biology test has been postponed. Thank you, ice. :)

P.S. Haha, Patrick Forsten. "I'm confident I'll be called back to the wildcard." In your dreams, kid.

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American Idol 2/25: a flaming train wreck... [February 26th 2003|12:59am]
[ mood | discontent ]

Haha, I started ignorning this shit again. Knew it would happen. The only reason I'm updating now is I have another free day off from school tomorrow and I can spend tomorrow cramming for my Thursday exam. This biology crap is HARD.

American Idol tonight was craptacular. The girls sucked total ass. One was a diva, two was a bitch, three was a non-entity, and four was a crybaby. The guys weren't much better. One was a bland yawner, two (my damn Patrick) fucked up royally picking a rock song to sing with only a piano as backup, three is the goody-two-shoes marine that the judges cannot stop pushing us to vote for (it's Patriotic!), and four is Corey the womanizing asshole. In other words, where the hell are you, Clay? Simon made a slip tonight about multiple Kimberly's in the top 10, so we know one spot next week is sealed. *sigh* Guess I'm just watching for Ruben if Clay doesn't make it to the 10, which will be a damn shame.

God, TWoP rocks. I'm just going to paste some of my favorite quotes here so that I won't have to dig through that thread again. Might as well put this journal to some use.

"Josh aka the Joker -- He's a Marine, not a Navy submarine captain. Get those fucking waves off the screen. After that performance and the hand job the judges gave him, though, he's a lock. I can't stand this guy's face, this guy's voice, this guy's style. Yet here he comes. My Jim of the competition. Fuck."

"Josh is this year's Sad Clown Boi. Those faces he was making while singing alarmed me - he looked like he was trying to pass a gallstone."

"If [Corey] makes it into the final ten and Clay doesn't, he's gonna have to shave his head and move to the remote mountains of Tibet to escape all the angry Clay fans who will be screaming for his head on a pike. I will of course, be leading the charge. "

"So long Ashley, it was nice meeting you. Don't worry, though, as soon as you turn 18, you'll have a career in porn waiting for you. Maybe that's what Randy was thinking when he suggested you try 'acting'."

"*sigh* Dear Paula,

Nah, fuck it. We're not going to waste our time.

The TWoP Makeover Swat team"

"And now I'm really depressed, because I can just see Josh and Corey going through and the wildcards being two females and me having to swear off this stupid show forever. Damn you, Group Four. Damn you."

kerikeri summmed it up there. Enough "look at me, I have no life" ranting... it's study time!

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Worst. Day. Ever. [February 18th 2003|10:24pm]
[ mood | gloomy ]

Not much to tell here. Got no sleep last night. Awoke looking and feeling like crap. Had to sit through four hours of boring class. Couldn't take Algebra exam because testing center was closed. American Idol sucked ass. The End.

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Another Day from Hell [February 17th 2003|08:41pm]
[ mood | sad ]

My dad hasn't been home from the hospital a week, and he's already returning to the "doctor's are quacks, like I have to do what they say" mentality. I mean, Yeah! I'm sure you were in the hospital for a week because there was nothing wrong and the doctors were just being assholes! Right on!

Ugh. I'm sick of it, so I've funneled the annoyance into some writing. Only Sondra would get it, since she knows the characters, but here it is anyway

"Why is there so much pain in the world?" Samantha Brooks asked into the phone sadly, trying to mentally drown out the sounds of her parents arguing in the other room. Unfortunately, the house was tiny and hearing the increasingly loud shouts was unavoidable, no matter how hard she closed her eyes and pretended she was far away.
"What?" Fenton Blue, better known to his friends by his last name, replied, his voice sounding bemused on the other end of the line. "Because that's life, Sam. It ain't great, but it doesn't suck. And what does this have to do with the football game?"
Samantha sighed. "Nothing. It's just my parents. They're arguing again. My dad is such an idiot. He was in the hospital for a fucking week, and now that he's out he's up to his old tricks. Not taking his prescribed medicines. Acting like he's healthy. I hate him for putting my mom through this, but at the same time, I'm so worried for him."
"Hey, don't worry about it, he'll be fine," Blue said flippantly. He's taking most of the pills, right?"
"Yeah, I guess." Samantha pushed herself off the bed and shut her door noisily, which helped to somewhat muffle the yelling.
"Then it's fine. I know your dad. He'll come to his senses," Blue said reassuringly.
How can you know my dad when I'm not even sure that I do? Samantha thought, feeling a familiar twinge of sorrow inside at the acknowledgment of the fact that she and her dad were strangers. The gulf between them felt miles wide sometimes. She did not know him, and she did not want to try to know him. It was another thing she could not understand about the world. Her mind was constantly in a place where no one else's dared to go.
"Sam? Hellooooo?"
Samantha forced a chuckle at Blue's attempt to lighten the mood. "I'm still here, just thinking."
"Now that's just asking for trouble, you know that. Thinking should never be attempted by college students on the weekends. Hey, want to go out tonight with me and some of the others? We want to go to Sixth Street and get trashed. I have to try out my new fake ID."
Blue was one of those rare people who could pass for as young as seventeen in one second and an easy twenty four the next. Samantha was sure he'd have no trouble getting into any of the multiple clubs sprinkled on the sides of Sixth Street. As appealing as the idea of getting out of her house was, she knew she would end up drunk and even more depressed. No, it would be better to take a few muscle relaxers and pass out in dreamless sleep. "Sorry, Blue, have to pass. I'm really not in the mood."

I hope I can find a plot to go with these characters. I really do like them. Sigh. Time to take some mind-numbing medication.

(because I won't forget)

Buffy the Bitch [February 17th 2003|05:57pm]
[ mood | cynical ]

Yay, it's pointless rant time!

Re: BTVS Episode 15, "Get it Done", Buffy's speech

I've looked at the various reactions of Buffy's speech, and let me just say, I'm amazed at the Buffy hatred I'm seeing.

I'm not saying it's cool that Buffy mocked a girl who committed suicide ("Chloe was an idiot. Chloe was stupid. She was weak. And anyone in a rush to be the next dead body I bury, it's easy. Just think of Chloe."), but the speech was NOT as evil as I thought it would be. Maybe because she looked like a fucking emotionless zombie while she spoke, I just wasn't feeling any passion from it. She wasn't enjoying that she had to say those things.

So, no, I didn't get the bitch-vibe from her. I really didn't get any vibe. In some ways, I think that's worse. What the hell happened to this show? It used to be able to make me care, but nowadays I can't even find the will to change from American Idol 2 during the commercials.

Here's to waiting for Episode 17. I really hope it's as amazing as everyone thinks (though these are the same people who think Buffy is bitca-of-the-century). I want there to be ONE stand-out episode this season to justify me buying the box set, because I can't see the finale grabbing me like all the others have (even last season's, mainly because of Xander). The First is a loser, total.

That is all.

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