Even back in season 3, I really like Anya. I wonder if it’s like the autistic kids you read about who love Drax because he doesn’t understand metaphors. Anya seems quite Asperger’s-like.
Wait, Faith had a cat? Or is the cat a metaphor?
Why must The Gentlemen be on the season 4 DVD box?
I still don’t hate Riley. It’s probably the grad student thing.
Holy shit, Xander just said “Avengers assemble.”
I love the way Anya propositions Xander. It’s so logical. Now I’m almost certain I like her because of the Asperger’s thing.
It’s “arse,” Spike (James), not “ass.” You’re British, FFS!!
Did I mention that I went to a concert for the band that James Marsters sang in, Ghost of the Robot? The drummer was in my sister’s elementary and high school classes. (Alex Honnold, the climber who was the subject of the documentary “Free Solo,” was also in my sister’s elementary school class. She got all the semi-famous people.)
Holy fuck, Kal Penn played one of the obnoxious college boys in “Beer Bad.”
Have I already liveblogged that? I’m having a sense of déjà vu.
Oddly, I find myself feeling sadder about Oz leaving Willow than I did about Angel leaving Buffy. Maybe it’s because I know what Angel gets up to afterward but Oz never comes back. Or maybe it’s because I never really understood Angel’s attraction to Buffy, while Willow and Oz made more sense to me. They’re roughly the same age, they’re both smart, and they have similarly quirky senses of humor.
I’m also a little weirded out by grad student Riley going for freshman Buffy. But he’s probably 24 while she’s 18, not 26 when turned 200 years previously while she’s 16 or 17.
I’m rewatching “Hush.” I’m doing it while working on job applications, which I hope will blunt the effect. I really hope this doesn’t show up in my obnoxiously vivid dreams.
Loki is the Philosopher King 