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sunshine_queenSo, basically, this is what I couldn't post when I was sans internet for two days. Specifically, some incoherent babbling while I was watching Buffy. MISS CALENDAR.
Little Amy's wedding is today, and I should be getting ready, but internet! Aieee.
So, for some reason, the internet just... entirely decided not to work. Like, the network is available, and I'll be connected but... no signal. But it's exactly in the same place it was in earlier, but... no signal. I'm trying not to get angry.
I had a particularly brilliant moment earlier: when we were descending into Cleveland, I looked out the window and was completely boggled as to why the ground was white. I thought about it for a second before exclaiming, aloud, "It's snow!" Because... you know. There might have been some other mentally challenged people on the plane as well.
When I left my room at 7:45, it was pouring. I had no umbrella. So I got completely drenched. The inside of my bag was ruined and it destroyed a pack of gum and my copy of "The Devil Wears Prada." I wore a wet jacket for like, five hours. That was fun.
The flights were mostly uneventful, then again, I feel like mild turbulence is kind of like a rollercoaster and I enjoy it.
It's damn cold here, and the snow is up to my hips. And it is damn cold. And it's supposed to... ice storm tonight or something. There's something coming, and it sounds bad. Lots of inclimate weather. It convinced my parents to upgrade our rental car to this pimp-like SUV that's very stylish.
And... and... arg. I want the internet to work! It worked earlier! Damn thing.
Internet still not working. I went to bed at midnight last night and slept until, like, eleven. At least I'm well-rested.
I found out that my mom left every product that makes my hellish haircut look decent at home. See, she was supposed to bring it because I only had carry-on and you can't bring bottles of like, anything because of the stupid travel restrictions. So now not only does my hair look like crap today, it's going to look like crap for the wedding. It just gets better and better.
So, I watched Miss Calendar die, and I cried so hard it made me nauseous. I think on a scale it rated probably just below Nadia's death, but that's because... well, I loved Nadia longer, time-wise. But my God. Being burned by Joss sucks. The other factor that made it so much worse was Giles. Just... how sad it was for him, and how badly he wanted revenge and fucking Dru, having a premonition. That's cheating and I hate her. Not as much as I hate Angel, though. Miss Calendar! Who did nothing to anybody but be fabulous and lie to Buffy, but she deserves it. I kind of hate her by extension for not killing Angel before. And Mama Summers, for not dying in her place. And Oz, for the same. Bastards, all.
So, I watched more Buffy, and cried everytime they mentioned Miss Calendar. And then Henry from Ugly Betty showed up. He's handsome but crazy.
But... but I thought nothing could possess Angel because he already had a demon in him! So... whatever with the whole James/Grace thing. Although the way Buffy and Angel's luuuurve was able to make James soul rest was kind of sweet. Of course, I'd be a lot happier if Angel hadn't killed Miss Calendar, cause then I could still love him. But yaaaay about Spike being mobile again. I like him a lot.
And Giles. Thinking it was Jenny. Cause he only has eyes for her. I want to write fiiiiic.
And now the Prison Break guy is there. And there's a sea monster. This show is so X-Filey. I also hate that little wimpy limp handerkerchief of a man that was Paris's boyfriend on Gilmore Girls and is now a random extra on Buffy. And it makes me sad that they constantly have Willow in Miss Calendar's classroom. It's MISS CALENDAR'S classroom. MISS. CALENDAR'S. Respect is needed. More of it.
And now. Shane West. Faaabulous casting, gang! And Cordy showing her love for Xander when she thought he was a sea beastie. I love this show. Except for when they brutally and heartlessly kill my beloved Miss Calendar.
Little Amy's wedding is today, and I should be getting ready, but internet! Aieee.
So, for some reason, the internet just... entirely decided not to work. Like, the network is available, and I'll be connected but... no signal. But it's exactly in the same place it was in earlier, but... no signal. I'm trying not to get angry.
I had a particularly brilliant moment earlier: when we were descending into Cleveland, I looked out the window and was completely boggled as to why the ground was white. I thought about it for a second before exclaiming, aloud, "It's snow!" Because... you know. There might have been some other mentally challenged people on the plane as well.
When I left my room at 7:45, it was pouring. I had no umbrella. So I got completely drenched. The inside of my bag was ruined and it destroyed a pack of gum and my copy of "The Devil Wears Prada." I wore a wet jacket for like, five hours. That was fun.
The flights were mostly uneventful, then again, I feel like mild turbulence is kind of like a rollercoaster and I enjoy it.
It's damn cold here, and the snow is up to my hips. And it is damn cold. And it's supposed to... ice storm tonight or something. There's something coming, and it sounds bad. Lots of inclimate weather. It convinced my parents to upgrade our rental car to this pimp-like SUV that's very stylish.
And... and... arg. I want the internet to work! It worked earlier! Damn thing.
Internet still not working. I went to bed at midnight last night and slept until, like, eleven. At least I'm well-rested.
I found out that my mom left every product that makes my hellish haircut look decent at home. See, she was supposed to bring it because I only had carry-on and you can't bring bottles of like, anything because of the stupid travel restrictions. So now not only does my hair look like crap today, it's going to look like crap for the wedding. It just gets better and better.
So, I watched Miss Calendar die, and I cried so hard it made me nauseous. I think on a scale it rated probably just below Nadia's death, but that's because... well, I loved Nadia longer, time-wise. But my God. Being burned by Joss sucks. The other factor that made it so much worse was Giles. Just... how sad it was for him, and how badly he wanted revenge and fucking Dru, having a premonition. That's cheating and I hate her. Not as much as I hate Angel, though. Miss Calendar! Who did nothing to anybody but be fabulous and lie to Buffy, but she deserves it. I kind of hate her by extension for not killing Angel before. And Mama Summers, for not dying in her place. And Oz, for the same. Bastards, all.
So, I watched more Buffy, and cried everytime they mentioned Miss Calendar. And then Henry from Ugly Betty showed up. He's handsome but crazy.
But... but I thought nothing could possess Angel because he already had a demon in him! So... whatever with the whole James/Grace thing. Although the way Buffy and Angel's luuuurve was able to make James soul rest was kind of sweet. Of course, I'd be a lot happier if Angel hadn't killed Miss Calendar, cause then I could still love him. But yaaaay about Spike being mobile again. I like him a lot.
And Giles. Thinking it was Jenny. Cause he only has eyes for her. I want to write fiiiiic.
And now the Prison Break guy is there. And there's a sea monster. This show is so X-Filey. I also hate that little wimpy limp handerkerchief of a man that was Paris's boyfriend on Gilmore Girls and is now a random extra on Buffy. And it makes me sad that they constantly have Willow in Miss Calendar's classroom. It's MISS CALENDAR'S classroom. MISS. CALENDAR'S. Respect is needed. More of it.
And now. Shane West. Faaabulous casting, gang! And Cordy showing her love for Xander when she thought he was a sea beastie. I love this show. Except for when they brutally and heartlessly kill my beloved Miss Calendar.
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Date: 2007-03-03 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-03 08:10 pm (UTC)*does not spoil*
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Date: 2007-03-05 09:29 pm (UTC)But don't tell me! ;-)
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Date: 2007-03-05 09:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-03 06:24 pm (UTC)HEHE! That's so cute. Oh, I love thee, Madi.
And . . . oh, God. I can't even watch Passion, because it just destroys me. Like . . . I cannot even begin to get through it without crying, because it is heartbreakingly sad in all the right (read: merciless) ways. I think I have braved it three times in my life, not counting the first time I randomly saw it on TV back when I was first getting into Buffy, and I didn't even know who Miss Calendar was and it completely shocked me with how tragic it was because I was naive enough to think that this show didn't actually kill people off and I just wandered around miserably for like two days afterward. Because THAT is what this episode does to you!!
OH JOSS YOU ARE EVIL. :(
And oh I Only Have Eyes For You! That one always makes me cry too, just because the possession scene turns my soul all mushy. Sarah Michelle Gellar and David Boreanaz rock the star-crossed chemistry like crazy. And then Giles thinking it's Jenny? DESTROYS ME.
Oh, man, wait 'till you get to the Becoming eps. They will tear out your soul and do a merry little jig all over it. I promise.
I also hate that little wimpy limp handerkerchief of a man that was Paris's boyfriend on Gilmore Girls and is now a random extra on Buffy.
dun dun DUNNN. Get used to Jonathan. He's there to stay. He even has a name!
If you write fic, I will DIE OF JOY.
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Date: 2007-03-05 09:32 pm (UTC)And I was totally a mess during Passion. Then I went back and showed my mommy Miss Calendar and she was all agreeable about how lovely and wonderful Miss Calendar was and then! And then Miss Calendar told Giles how she loved him and Giles didn't answer and my mom got mad and I was like, IT WILL HAUNT HIM FOREVER!
:-(!
NITA. You must hook me up with fic ASAP.
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Date: 2007-03-10 08:08 am (UTC)"I Only Have Eyes For You" hurt. Poor Giles. And "Becoming 2"!!! I couldn't watch that the first time. I literally covered my eyes, and could not watch, it was so painful.
I also hate that little wimpy limp handerkerchief of a man that was Paris's boyfriend on Gilmore Girls and is now a random extra on Buffy. Jonathan! Hee. It makes me laugh that you hate him, cuz he's, like, the most beloved extra of BtVS, which is why they keep bringing him back, and... how spoiled are you for BtVS anyways? I won't say any more.
Please do write fic. We seriously need more Giles/Jenny fic out there.