She saved the world a lot.
I watched Season 5 of Buffy in 36 hours. It was good and I feel like I should write a poem, not about that, but about something else that’s on my mind. I just don’t really know what there is that I should say about it. I mean, obviously nothing here. But I’ve been dwelling on it or dwelling on my not saying anything. I guess this is why I have a written journal. But my written journal is just a series of escapades on the same subject. Also, my written journal is so fleeting. It’s constantly disappearing and the most inaccurate record of my history ever. What are my children going to think?
I’m currently watching How I Met Your Mother which is a really mediocre sitcom but I’m still fixated on Allyson Hannigan and it’s not terrible-terrible. It’s just watchable and bad. You know what other show I don’t like? Friends. Why was it ever good? Why did people ever like it? Why did they make so much money for it? Goodness. I hope no show is ever like that again. I’m glad that most Hollywood writers these days seem to self-destruct after four or so seasons.
I take pride in the fact that my home state has more electoral votes than Hawaii. I, however, recognize that’s because a lot of people get stuck there rather than more people choosing to live there than the other state. I escaped to Lubbock, Texas. A bittersweet victory.
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i can’t wait to see what you feel like writing after you’re done with season six.