  It is the end of an Era, plus a few days. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is over, and I'm immensely sad about it. It was the most consistentaly well written show I had ever seen, it had heroes that were wonderful, flawed, and just like you or me, or Joe Public down the road. It was the only show that I was emotionally invested in, and thinking about it makes me all sad and wistful. I get like this when I finish a good book, I cry every time I finish the chronicles of narnia, or the world according to garp.
Ahh, Buffy. She's my hero. Lunkhead is now possibly resting easily, the girl he supposedly knocked up is not so knocked up after all. To be honest, I've enjoyed his subduedness; it was less shrill in the store. But all good things must come to an end, so i suspect he'll be all mouthy and idiotic come the weekend. Watched the matrix reloaded. They fairly pounded the idea of choice into the viewer's skull, not to mention purpose. I'l have to watch it again in order to make sense of what i saw, and more times beyond that to make any sort of in depth analysis. The movie was amazing, the stunts fraught with intensity, and I thought it an excellent compliment to the first. I also really appericated that the movie did not address the problem of agent smith; he gets to be the main focus of the next, due to be released in November.
Do yourself a favor, kids - see this one on the big screen. Prosaic is life, When you're a pizza vampire I'll never get a tan... I love my job. Well, you know, not the burning, or the weird bastard customers who ask me out for coffee when i'm taking their orders because, evidently, i have a sexy voice, but the Muppet, Mama, and the lovely Delicious are wonderful friends who happen to be co-workers.
And I know it sounds all co-dependant and clingy, but working with Kurt has been nothing else but awesome. For the first time since High School, I feel like i have a home. And by that, I do not mean I'll be sleeping under the pizza oven, i just feel all nice and tailored in. Now, if i could eliminate all debt, kill a few people and make it look like unfortunate accidents, start writing like i zarking mean it, and get a tan, I'll be set. My needs are simple. 
