Drumrolls and Buffy

The two things keeping me marginally sane. I have now worked my way through seasons 3, 4, 5 and 6 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. A show I have sworn repeatedly nothing would make me watch. How the mighty have fallen and suchlike.

Quite enjoyed watching excessive amount of TV. Especially since I'm now getting geeky enough to be able to recognise the episodes written (and directed) by Joss himself. Which makes me happy. And validates my sense of self. So help us all. Anyhow... I like him. The show itsel has enough in it to keep me watching it. And enough to annoy me. My current pet hatred is Angel. And Spike. And Riley. Begin to see a pattern? I just don't think there should be a man involved. Especially not when all the men seem to end up being terminally stupid.

Have been bleeding this week past as well so have made absolutely no use of the wonderful set of drums I was gifted. Here be a photo.

Quite apart from all else coolness... they be red.

All else confusion. No study, no work, no dance and no crafting. But that'll change at some point. Probably tomorrow. Or the day after that. That be the mood. Sigh!