I must be the only one. I just can't bring myself to be sad that Anya died.

(not the only one)

Anya became my favorite character which is why her death hit me so hard.

Expect me back in 45 minutes, sniffling and babbling about spinoffs.

I was far more emotional the 2nd viewing. Something about being numb the first time and distracted by the finalness of it all.

No, I'm not sad that Anya died, I felt her arc was done some time ago and she actually could have been killed very early in this season. However, her against Caleb would have been sooooo fitting.

And Cindy, you only now want an Oz spin-off? Even a one-off with him and Faith would make my frikkin year!

btw, I actually typed sin-off but caught it in time.

OZ - "Oh."

This would have been cool.

I loved Anya, but I felt it was the best way to finish her character's story. Xander had no choice but to leave. It is better he remember her fighting than seeing her body. All misty again, but I still feel it was right. She wouldn't like living in Cleveland.

I was OK with Anya's death, but I do think it's ultimately tragic. Sure, she died heroically, which is fine and all, but I don't think she ever got her chance to find out who she is, and that's tragic.

Oh, and I would SO watch an Oz spinoff, although they couldn't call it "Oz," I suppose. I mean, Hell, I watched Greg the Bunny.

I was sad over Anya. Not enough to get choked up, but still quite sad. Her extreme literal-mindedness was very entertaining to me. And bunnies. In the end, it was bunnies.

I made it to the end. I read all your wonderful posts. I have this story to tell. I write it. My damn computer crashes. Post lost. OK. Here I go again.

Hi. I'm tina. I delurked during the delurkathon yesterday. I was going to stay lurky forevermore - but I have a story. It's a story only buffistas could appreciate. Here it is.

So - I spend yesterday afternoon at work fretting but in a pretty good mood in general. I go to this office party thing very briefly. Fret there. Go to the liquor store - Maker's Mark. Gas station - ice, club soda. Home. Order pizza. Watch the Harvest on FX - start to get really really nervous. Strong drink. More drink. Lots of cigarettes and drinks later (ok, it was like 14 minutes) my buffy friend comes over to watch. VCR check. Tape check. Kleenex check. No pizza. Bless her she gets up to get the pizza when it comes during the "I am getting the brush off for captain peroxide?" bit. Yes, she is a good person.

We're loving it - freaking out - crying and screaming. And we get to the part where they are in the hallyway of the highschool - Buffy has just turned to Xander and said go with Dawn - and knock. knock.

I get up - it is a policeman. He is there to arrest me. Uh-huh. No, he can't wait until who the what slayer is over - he has to arrest me RIGHT NOW. (Oh - I should explain - parking tickets - I got arrested, missed the end of the finale and got hauled to jail for f-ing parking tickets.) I get put in handcuffs while they are having THE moment - the "go to the mall" moment in the hallway. I tell buffy friend to stay and watch - they lead me out - to the car - the to the jail - the whole deal. Being the wonderful friend that she is - she followed and missed the ending too.

An hour and a half later (and $550 bond) and we are back at my apt. more drinks, more pizza and we finished it. But - hello - what are the chances - I have been watching since season 2 (and that reminds me - off the top of my head - well not really because I am recreating this from my orignal post - but you know what I mean - 2, 6 (big with the 6 love while still aware of its glaring flaws), 3, 4, 7, 5, 1 - but I really do love them all.) Anyway - the what is it - fate, irony, coincidence - at play to make me have to leave my TV at that moment....

So I didn't watch really until the second viewing and then the third is when it hit me - and my face is all sore today from being weepy last night and I'm already tired of telling my "I got arrested" story and having to explain why it matters what I was watching. And I am happy I can tell it here - where I don't have to explain.

And I'm done. Please go back to your wonderful commenting on that brilliant, brillant episode. And if I lurk forevermore after this, thanks again to you all.

I'm betting Mr. Gordo and the family pictures were on the bus. If I ever have to make plans to flee a Hellmouth, Clovis is probably the first thing I'd grab (knowing that The Husband would be able to get himself on the bus).

OZ - "Oh."

Yes, this.