And now we are Buffy

I know that you all wanted to hear about how much Julie Carr rocks. Patience, grasshoppers. That post is yet to come.

In the meantime, please amuse yourselves with the thought of me as Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Having just met Angel (when he was simply being mysterious and awesome), I was trapped with him in a department store together as the tiles broke and a murderous plant-thing broke through into the light. A few minutes later, it had inexplicably turned into metal. Dangerous, animated metal, intent on doing harm.

Angel was not being helpful; he declined to tell me why I should be wearing a cross at all times (though, as Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I should have known that already), and refused to kiss me, since he was still doing that mysterious/awesome thing.

I woke up before we had time to do battle with the metal plant monster, which is probably a good thing, because I could not think of a way to kill it. You can burn real plants, at least. Metal? Not so much.

I've always been an Angel fan. Spike... He was entertaining and hilarious, but he just wasn't Angel. On the other hand, Angel did kind of turn into a jerk after he went to LA - especially in that episode where he and Riley had a face-off. Maybe I'm just infatuated with the early-seasons Angel?

Gah, that dream makes me want to watch the whole series over again. Too bad I'm still a college student and therefore just don't have the time.