Tuesdays are going to seem like Fridays without Firefly, now.

Only much, much worse.

Tuesdays are going to seem like Fridays without Firefly, now.

Only much, much worse.

My scant consolation is that the neighborhood movie theatre (shows indie and art films) is $4.50 admission all day every Tuesday, and while Buffy is in new eps, I always missed the chance to see good movies for cheap. And now I can.

Like I said, scant consolation.

nisaa -

I am feeling the same way. I don't want to think about next Tuesday either. I've been a useless bitch all day long... moping and sighing with the other addicts around my office.

I never knew how much this show meant to me until I woke up yesterday morning aware that this was the week of the 20th and that from here on life would be a little different.

Ok, so that might sound crazy, but here's the backfill. I never watched Buffy until I moved into my current apartment, with smonster, and she got me started on the show - this would be S3. Even after Smonster moved abroad and i remained at the Ghetto Palace, I stayed with Buffy. Buffy saw me through some lonely weeks; I always knew I had plans Tuesdays at 8. And then Smonster moved back and Buffy was as Buffy was and we had our ritual again. Plus, the advent of DVD! It's been heaven.... But now I am moving to California, and Buffy is ending, and I will have no more Tuesdays with Smonster. A time is drawing to a close. In a way, tonights Buffy finale is a finale for a part of my life.

It seems fitting that I finally had my first dream with characters from the show last Sunday night.

I still haven't watched the last series of DS9 episodes, just reading the reviews was almost too much. I just hate watching it and realizing, "Oh, that's the last time Giles will every say, 'Oh dear,'" or "That's the last joke Xander's going to make," or "Those are the last ugly shoes that Buffy will ever wear," - it's like watching someone dying slowly.

I never knew how much this show meant to me until I woke up yesterday morning aware that this was the week of the 20th and that from here on life would be a little different.

It doesn't sound crazy. I had the same thing with X-Files, which of course, had gone so far downhill by the time it ended that it had emerged on the other side of the earth, but that was a ten-year relationship. I'd been watching it since before I met my husband. It was a constant.

I don't think Buffy's hit me yet. It's not going to be pretty when it does.

Does tonight's episode run long?

Ouise is making me all teary with the whitefont courtesy. Nilly's quotes in Quotable made me teary. Everything is making me teary. I never expected to be this way.

Spoiler-free here. I turned last week's promo off in the middle. I now forget what I saw that made me do that.

De-lurking on this most angsty day to say that the second hour of NPR's "Talk of the Nation" will be discussing BtVS. For those of you who missed it already in your corner of the universe, I think the show will be on the NPR Web site (www.npr.org) later this evening. But then will it — or anything else — matter anymore? Sigh.

Before I go back to being mute, I just want to thank the Buffistas for enhancing my Buffy experience with their amusing yet intelligent discourse on the best. show. ever.

And let's all remember to take a moment.

I prophesize many a drunken buffista by the end of the week. Perhaps we shoud work on a Buffy adaption of an Irish folk tune? Something delightfully mournful.... Oh, Buffy Gal, perhaps?

See the depths of my misery?! I can't type or use good grammar! UGHMAGOD!

One could filk "Buffy Summers" to "Molly Malone," or alter "Danny Boy" to "Slayer Girl."

What about "Paddy's Lament"? That one's nice and woeful. ThoughI don't think an adaptation is possible until later this evening....

Smonster - I am bringing the gin and some 'ludes.