Actually I think I'm saying that my butt is my body's coda. Not it's finale. Yes, it's a fine coda to the torso, even though technically my feet may be considered the finale.
Hec, put the sugar down and back away slowly.
Joss is wrong. Finale is the last ep of the season. Coda my butt.
What Hec Said.
But I do agree with you on this.
Restless is just the most amazing hour of TV, ever.
Watching it with Buffistas assembled at the first F2F was great great fun.
Hec, put the sugar down and back away slowly.
Said the peanut butter junkie?
You can take my sugar from my cold...well, you know the rest.
I hated season six with a fiery passion, but I'm always irrational about Fury eps and can't be objective about them, so Grave is up there on my list of favorite finales.
Restless annoys me, for reasons that will be disagreeable to everyone else.
Yeah probably - but it's summer. Share with the class.
Hec, put the sugar down and back away slowly.
Said the peanut butter junkie?
Hey, I've switched to creepy sugarless natural peanut butter.
I almost knifed a kid who was eating a Reeses Cup the other day, but we won't get into that.
I almost knifed a kid who was eating a Reeses Cup the other day, but we won't get into that.
Does it have anything to do with why Allyson hates Restless? Are you two in a kind of curmudgeonly cahoots?
Are you two in a kind of curmudgeonly cahoots?
Only in a "my sistah!" kind of way, only not even like that, because it's not curmudgeonly enough. More like "Right on; I won't kick you to death."
I love Restless.
I almost knifed the kid to get his Reeses Cup. Because, peanut butter.
Me too. "A Watcher laughs at gravity."
Seasons 6 and 7 completely sucked my joy of the series. I've rewatched a lot of things, things I held really dear, and knowing how it all turned out has soured everything prior.
If I could, I would have stopped watching after the finale of season 5, and never looked back.
So, my views on Restless, and everything from The Gift backward, is brushed with foul smelling shit from a dead dog's ass. Because it's all meaningless, knowing that the journey these dear kids were on lead to the bus on the edge of Sunnydale the oceanside desert.