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Tuesday, May 20th, 2003While waiting for my fancy sub in the underground today, I noticed a sign on the back wall of the sandwich place: "Sorry, we do not receive $100 bills." And I thought, hey, I don't receive $100 bills either. This doesn't seem fair. The working 8 to 4 thing is going okay so far, I think. It's been agreeable mostly because for the past week and a half I've been getting tapes to type out or files to work on from other people, and then I've been able to retreat to my abandoned hole-in-the-wall office to be by myself. Today is going super-swell because of a variety of different (listed!) reasons:
In other news, it is the end of an era tonight. The last episode of Buffy airs at 8:00, bringing my seven-year obsession to a close. Much like my highschool graduation, though, I find it a relief more than anything else. It was long overdue, in my opinion. Sure, I liked watching week after week in the hopes that it would reach its season-three peak again, but I knew it never would. And now, despite all the recent media hype about the show's "groundbreaking" end, all I can say is, feh. It's ending, and I'm morbidly happy about it. The show was becoming an elderly relative. Its death is sad, sure, but I think it's for the good of everyone involved. Speaking of media hype, I've read almost every single newspaper article about Buffy in the past few weeks (the Globe, especially, which seems rather too fond of the show, and TV Guide, of course, because the grocery checkouts sucked the few days before Victoria Day weekend) and every single article sucked beyond belief. I get that the show involves a lot of rather obscure jokes. I get that it's hard to do extensive research for an article that will be filler in the paper, and I get that TV Guide needs to pump things up so that I'll watch it, but Jesus! Check your facts, people! Put your article up in a chatroom before you publish, at least. And, you know, it might be a good idea to get someone who's watched the whole series to do the overview, not someone who's just recently switched from covering All My Children. Every time I get through one of those nonsensical articles, I hate the ignorant just that little bit more. It's almost checking out time, which means I get to knit in the car (thank the heavens my daddy likes to drive) and I get to see my sibling. Beacause hey! It's her birthday! Send her some fourteen-year-old love.
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