February 11, 2003 :: 10:58 p.m.
if I were a sign of being evil, where would I be?
So, tonight's Buffy. What can I say? I loved it. I mean, it can't really compare to the greatness of early Buffy (nothing this season really has), but it was light years above some of the, and I deeply regret saying this, boring crap they've been handing us lately. Things happened! There was Scooby bonding, and even brief hints of the old, loveable gang. Willow didn't look 47 years old, Buffy wore somewhat work-appropriate attire, and Xander got something resembling a plot. No one was torturing Spike, and hey, he was fully clothed the entire time. The First was actually a little creepy, and Jonathan... I love me some Jonathan, even if it is Evil Dead Jonathan. There were various instances of people bringing the funny, which is always a welcome addition. Yeah, sure, Ashanti, but she wasn't as bad as I thought she was going to be. And when she died? That was just crazy looking.
Poo Xander. He has such bad luck with women. First Ms. French (giant praying mantis), then Ampata (life-sucking mummy girl), then Anya (ex-vengeance demon), and now this Lissa chick who wants to gut him so she can have her very own pet Turok-han (sp?). Faith should be in there someplace, even though she's not a demon... but an evil slayer is even more dangerous, I guess. I can see where his desire to turn gay comes from. "Gay me up, Will!" Aww, he and Andrew could snuggle. Heh.
I'm liking the new Slayerette, too. No surprise there; it's a documented fact that I have a weakness for Asian girls. How could I not? They're just so damn cute. I never thought Giles would fall prey to the "speak slowly and loudly to overcome language barriers" thing, though. He's too smart for that. But I did like his flashcards - a nice hearkening back to "Hush."
In other, less Buffy-related new, my internet connection is sucking balls right now. I am currently downloading at 9.7 kb/s, which, while much faster than the sad little 26.4 connection that I have at home, is just pathetic on a T1. Argh. It's making my Buffy Clips Downloading Adventure into a joke, and I am not pleased with this at all. Not that I'm ever terribly pleased with much, but come on. I need my Buffy fix, and I need it NOW! Otherwise I'm liable to get even more bitchy and violent than usual, and that's never a good thing. Not for the people around me, anyway.
I'm being seized by the urge to dye my hair red again. I haven't dyed my hair in months, perhaps even a year - a record for me. Starting in 7th or 8th grade, my hair was an ever-changing curtain of fried follicles. Black, red, black and red, blonde, blue, blonde and blue, black and blue, brown and green... every color of the rainbow and then some, pretty much. Some of those were purposeful, some were horrible accidents, but none were incredibly long-lived. Red was by far my favorite, and as such it appeared much more frequently than the others. Anyway, for the last however long my hair has been it's natural color, a sort of dingy light brown. And I'm not just being all self-deprecating, either - it really is kind of plain and blah. But I figured that I should leave it alone, let it get healthy again and whatnot, because I've been known to fry it pretty badly once I get on a roll. This results in having to cut my hair much too short, which, in turn, results in looking like a fat, butch lesbian. This is bad.
The point of all this, basically, is that I think I want to dye my hair red again. End of point.
Dammit, my connection has managed to get SLOWER. 5.2 kb/s, baby. This place sucks in every possible way.
Le yawn. So tired... I should get to bed soon. First, though, I need to check out yesterday's Strong Bad email, because I'm a very bad girl and neglected to do so when it was first posted.
Off to do that, then. 'Night.
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