Quote of the day

"Dude, you know what's hard to find? LAUREL."
-Said by a girl in my Shakespeare class who tried to come see the play last weekend. Apparently, they spent three hours trying to find their way, got in a half hour late, and just TURNED AROUND rather than go in late and, I dunno, "break the mojo" or something.

I mean, if you drove 3 hours and got there 30 minutes late, you'd still go, wouldn't you? Sheesh.

But they went to Chik-fil-a (or however it's spelled, we don't have them 'round where I'm from) instead, so I guess it worked out in the end.

Rant

Gahh... after the pretty cool Smallville ep (Oooh, Rutger Hauer goodness), I am currently enduring my first-ever episode of Angel. Spike hasn't shown up yet. He's the only bleedin' reason I'm watching this, just as he was the only reason I watched Buffy. This is it. The last straw.

I can't stand Whedon humor. I hate this cutesy self-refferential crap. I hate every stupid lazy I'm-so-clever bit of dialogue. I don't care if the rest of the world disagrees with me, I'm the last angry fan. I wouldn't be so pissed off if these shows weren't hailed as works of utter genius by the vast majority of geekdom, of my people. I mean, the humor was great when Willow did it... five years ago. Now EVERYBODY frickin' sounds like her. Am I the only other bothered by all this?

I know no one gives a shit about this but me. But this needs to be said, once and for all: Joss Whedon is NOT the 21st Century Oscar Wilde.

Everyone is entitled to their opinion. But as I am in such a tiny minority apparently solely populated by my mother and I, I feel I'm allowed to be particularly vocal.

"And how do you take your blood, Mr. Angel?"

God in Heaven...