...way out on the corner of fucked up and evil...

Aw damnit, I'm such a snivelling bitch.

Have just finished watching the last episode of Angel - much like pulling off a sticking plaster, I decided it would be less painful if I got it all over at once. Wrong.

Angel signing away the Shanshu broke my heart. I didn't stop crying from that point on. Though I note, his signature looked totally different from the one on the memory-wipe contract - here it was practically illegible. Maybe he signed it 'Spike'. That would be funny.

I appreciated the slashiness between Lindsay and Angel:
"I want you, Lindsay." *pause* "I'm thinking about rephrasing that."
"Yeah, I think I'd be more comfortable if you did."

Not to mention: "If the next words out of your mouth are 'Kill Spike', we just might to have to kiss."

Also: "Your manservant has become entangled in my bodily fluids again!". Bwahaha.

Connor was actually likable (and whilst I was already crying, I cried harder when he came to help his dad out. I'm such a sap). Spike's poetry got applause. BlueFred thought Gunn was too pretty to die. Harmony's still evil. And Lorne...

Oh dear God, Lorne.

There are no words.

So, in conclusion: Goodbye, Doyle. Adios, Cordy. So long, Evil Hand. Later days, Hyperion. See you around, seabreezes. Nice knowing you, subtext.

And FUCK YOU, Warner Brothers.