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

Aah, looks like Big Wolf on Campus will be back next week. Must have been screwy half-term scheduling. Goddamn Fox.

Also, neglected to mention last night, the guy that plays Stan Shunpike in PoA is the guy who played Hollom in Master and Commander. That amuses me.

What does not amuse me is the recent spate of Angel is Fat jokes I have been subjected to lately. Miriglum, Hex, Jonathan: knock it the fuck off, you bastards.

Poor fat Angel. Steve will always love you.

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.