damn the muse

I'm still working on the Buffy review. I had to watch it again before I could start. Actually, Katie and I watched the first two episodes of season 1, and then we watched the last episode ever. It will require more viewings before I'm satisfied. I still can't believe it's over.

The roommate and I are now speculating as to what will happen on Angel. We're both looking foward to the smack down between Angel and Spike. We think Spike is the one prophesied, and that he'll return as a human. I'm not sure I like that idea. Well, as long as he doesn't return as William the bloody awful poet.

Then there is the spin off. There was much speculation, but the roomy and I have both decided that the red head who was doing some major ass kickage will probably be one of the main actors in a new series, should there be one a year from now. And, I just realized that one of the slayers in training that I really liked also died in the episode. Just, not cool.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Anyway, I'm happy despite the fact that I've been pouring over evidence today, and my back was being a pain. I'm really having a difficult time getting used to the new scooter, but boy does that thing go fast!! I was zooming down the hill near my apartment full speed. The wind felt good. I just don't drive it to well. Oops.

And yay! Rueben Studdard won!