The end is near.

And even if it isn't, we should live like it is anyway. (I have the insatiable urge to quote the evil preacher Caleb from Buffy, "I'm sorry, I didn't hear that last part on account of her neck snapping. Did she say the end was near, or here?")

( Continue ever onward )

My brain just derailed, so I'm going to stop for the time being and eat something.

I'm so dizzy, my head is spinning

Like a whirlpool it never ends, and it's you dear making it spinning, I'm so dizzy.

Ugh monkey. Something is wrong with my head, and not in the fun, gleeful insanity sort of way either. I keep getting minute little dizzy spells every so often (small, as in lasting only for like 10 seconds to a minute). And right now, it's like a very light buzz of something being wrong. I think it's partly the pressure in one or both of my ears being slightly askew for some reason, and partly all the muscles in my neck and back are screwed up for some reason. I don't know the exact cause, but it's getting to be something of a pain in the ass. The irony, of course, is that I'm one of those people with the magic hands that can do wonders with screwed up muscles and neck pains and the like, but I can't help myself with them. Heh.

Cry me a river.

Because I'm weeping up a flood...metaphorically of course.

I'm finding it increasingly harder to watch the first two seasons of Buffy anymore. Partly because one of my season one disks is scratched and can't watch one or two eps, but mostly because of lost potential. It's Willow and Xander you see. And to a lesser extent Xander and Buffy. I just finished watching Incan Mummy Girl, and it absolutely broke my heart repeatedly throughout. I know Oz ends up in love, and she with him, but she never looked at Oz the way she does with Xander. I mean, Alyson Hannigan has the most damn expressive eyes in the world. Every time I saw her heart break a little more, it just made me want to cry. Not enough to actually do so of course, only the final episode of season five got me close enough to tearing up, but it makes it very hard at times. And it's not even the looks and all that, it's the loss of possibility. I mean, the way these characters interact, it's just so dreadfully sad that it never went anywhere. I mean, the clothes fluke alone showed that there was a chemistry there, but of course, it had to go south. It's times like these that I get very close to cursing Whedon for yanking me around so.

*shakes fist*