Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Wish me monsters...

So, I just made my first post over at Whedonesque tonight. I finally became a member of that website, which I view as the elite Joss Whedon/Buffyverse site on the web, a few months ago and had just been too intimidated to post anything, everyone there is so well spoken and intelligent and I’m just like "yes, I like Spike, he's pretty" (ha that reminds me of Buffybot's line from "Intervention" when everyone's asking her what she thinks they should do, she says "I fight with weapons" I freakin love that.

Anyway there was a front page post about a new community starting at Livejournal called "Dear Joss" I believe and it's a community to post a letter to Joss Whedon, the creator of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel the Series, Firefly, Serenity, and scads of other projects that are just greatness, and tell him how much you appreciate what he's done or how he and the shows he created have affected your life. Well on the Whedonesque thread, people started posting their letters to Joss, so to speak, and I knew I had to break the ice and make my first post.

I am in love with Joss Whedon. I know of no man greater than him, except James Marsters and John Mayer, but each man is greatness in their respective field. So I typed my letter to Joss and of course did it first on Microsoft Word so I could be sure to spell check and space everything out the way I wanted to. And I couldn’t believe how much I had to say. I truly believe and know that Joss has changed my life. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is such an integral part of my life now that I know that someday when I get married it will have to be to a man who loves BtVS as much as I do, if he doesn't it might very well be a deal breaker that's how ingrained on me this show is. And reading other people's posts on Whedonesque gave me the knowledge that I am certainly not alone in that feeling and that’s a good thing, because I think I have far surpassed anyone I know personally in my obsessive love for the show and Joss.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer crept into my heart when I was least expecting it, and made itself a big cozy bed in there, and its not leaving, not that I would let it if it tried. The day I bought my Chosen Collection was one of the happiest days of my life, words cannot express the feelings I had coursing through me on that day at Best Buy. I will forever be indebted to the friends who introduced me to Buffy; they have given me a love for something that will never go away. My children will see this show and Angel as well, someday and they will (hopefully) love it like I do. So again I say thank you Joss Whedon, I bow down to thee in supplication and awe, you are a God among men.

So, yes in other "news" today was my hard day. Tuesdays suck big time, especially today because instead of being at work at 9:30 a.m. like I had been doing, she asked me to start coming in at 9:15 a.m., which 15 minutes I know isn't big at all in the grand scheme of things, but 15 minutes does make a pretty big difference in my morning routine. Besides what pisses me off the most about being there earlier now is the fact that she's not even there when I get there. I was there a good 10 or 15 minutes before she even got there, so I ask you, what’s the damn point of that? It's nothing but a power play, that's all it is.

My sister dropped off her application to work at a crafts store for the Christmas holiday and she's really excited, but I’m not because it means I’ll have to be driving her ass to and from work, but it is good because it means more money between the two of us when we start buying Christmas presents and that should be any day now. I cannot believe that it is already almost Halloween; this year has gone by so fast. This is usually when we, my sister and I, start buying gifts for everyone, because I have the philosophy that its better to start spending now and spread out some of the cost rather than try to cram it all into one month give or take. I love buying Christmas presents for people and so I am getting really excited about that.

Also, today we went to PetsMart, which was just right next door and looked around at stuff. We looked at the lizards, which was cool because before they didn’t have lizards at PetsMart, only reptile supplies, and decided we really really want another lizard. We miss Lenny, our Cuban Anole, the coolest, most beautiful reptile I had ever seen. Anyway we also looked at the kitty stuff because I wanted to get William a new litter box, one with a hood, and we need a cat carrier and stuff. We ended up only getting him some cat treats, some special kind of milk made especially for cats, and some packets of wet food.

Then we went to Target and I got a price adjustment on the pretty red sweater I bought a few days ago, and bought a gray long sleeve t-shirt, and also got the hooded litter box from there because it was a bit cheaper.

When we got home, my sister and I set up the litter box, there's a hood and in the hood part is something like a pet door that swings in and out so the cat can get in and out, but so that it traps the litter and odor in there, but when we tried to get William to go in there he freaked out and ran under my sister's bed. So we took the damn hood off for now but we will eventually get William to go in there with the hood on, so wish me luck.

We had spaghetti for dinner tonight, my favorite food and we got to watch the new episode of Veronica Mars, which was a pretty good one I thought, and it had a lot of funny moments in it.

Then I came upstairs and while my sister was on the computer I watched 4, count em, 4 episodes of Buffy. I have been wanting to watch "The Freshman" the season premiere of Season 4 so I watched that one and then I watched "Living Conditions" which is the one right after that one. Then from Season 5 I watched "Checkpoint" and "Intervention" two of my very favorite episodes ever. I was debating on whether or not to watch "Crush" also from Season 5 but decided I could not bear to see Spike hurt the way he is at the end, right now. And now it’s very late and my kitty and I are off to bed, or at least an attempt to go to bed.

"And I fall down on what to say
oh something clean, let me be clever
Hey oh well, whatever
But that's not what I mean..." "Blinded" by Third Eye Blind

Night.

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