Okay then. On to Buffy. No spoilers yet, just gushing. That was the best episode ever! Okay, maybe not, but it was definitely one of the best I've seen since I started watching the show last season. I didn't think it possible, but they made me even more enamored with Spike. And James Marsters. He's quite possibly the most talented actor on the entire WB lineup, and also probably the only one you don't see popping up from time to time on the big screen. What's up with that?

Now for spoilerage ...

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I'd read the net rumors that James Marsters was going to leave the show and that Spike was going to be killed off. These rumors were just too upsetting to even contemplate, so I didn't pay them any mind; but I gotta say, I was really worried for Blondie-bear there towards the end. Would he push Buffy too far? Would she actually stake him? Would he end up turning that shotgun on himself? I was a-scared; but I needn't have worried. I couldn't possibly imagine a more satisfying ending than the one they gave us. It was ... effulgent.

Hee hee, he called Angel a poofter.

As for Angel, quite a night of revelations for our favorite tortured vampire superhero. What did he mean by "Congratulations, Spike, now you're one of us." Has soul-boy slayed himself a slayer or two?

I loved the way they used the same footage from Spike's flashbacks on Buffy, but showed them from Angel's and Darla's points of view, giving the scenes a whole new meaning. That was pretty cool right there.

Poor Lindsey. He's cute, but he's such a little bitch.