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Principal Snyder: You. All of you. Why couldn’t you be dealing drugs like normal people?

Willow: Sarcasm accomplishes nothing, Giles.
Giles: It’s sort of an end in itself.

Spike: Spike had a little trip to the vet, and now he doesn’t chase the other puppies any more.

The muches (not as many as I’d expected):

Morbid much? -Cordelia
Pathetic much? -Buffy
Having issues much? -Xander
Overidentify much? -Cordelia
Broken record much? -Dawn

No, I’m not complaining that the Blog War has sunk even lower than Seema’s realpeople fic level. I was in Trek a little too long to be shocked at the sight of a Mary Sue.

That’s not my woe, but woe are we, for Psyche’s Transcripts are gone! Has the long arm of the law reached all the way to Germany? Why, oh why, didn’t I download when I had the chance? And who will replace Psyche, now that she’s 404 not found?

I volunteer, English Chick - I have offshore accounts and I’m not afraid of lawyers or Cease and Desist orders. There are no bandwidth limits on me. Let me be your happy hostess…

My lovely sister Veronica has been chiding me for getting behind on the Demon Casablanca Blog. War is hell, sibling unit… Nevertheless, I’ve added the newest two links, though I haven’t read them myself. Sigh.

Seema fixed the blog (but not her archives, apparently), and Lori is contemplating. I have Blog War Subway Fic forthcoming, as soon as I can get it typed up…

(Note as of mid-January: the Guide has moved into the wiki. Check there for new additions.)

All due apologies to Anna if I shouldn’t be linking her this way, but my sister Veronica is clueless about blogs and I wouldn’t want her getting all confused reading Demon Casablanca Blog backwards. I’m tempted to suggest that Anna do the whole thing up as a Virtual Season - I’d even volunteer - but fortunately for me and the promises I made myself never to Season Virtually again, I don’t know Anna from Adam. Whew.

So here are the direct links (and some temporary ones) in chronological order:

There is some blog in the blog entries, too - you can skim it if it confuses you.

I get the funny feeling that my three Spuffy lists are populated by all the same people. It’s like JetC, except instead of forty lists of thirty people each, there are four lists of five hundred people each. Unless I’ve missed one…

I’ll try to put up 148 tonight. And as soon as I have the Lori&Jemima story link from Seema, I’ll put that up too. You’ll laugh, you’ll scratch your head, you’ll laugh some more…

What’s the deal with Yahoogroups? It took me days to get onto the BetterBuffyFics list and link it to my YahooID.

Thank the gypsies I kept trying, though, because I’ve already read some Better Buffy Fic, by Avalon. She was a J/C writer once, too - maybe that explains her appeal.

On the down side of Better Buffy Fic, I tried another link to a fic whose prose was far too wooden for me to get into. It was on fanfiction.net and had literally hundreds of glowing reviews, which makes me bitter because the one fic I posted there (A Light Beyond) got one review. Count it, one. Fanfiction.net went down for a month a few hours after I posted it, but it’s the principle of the thing.

Ahem. I wasn’t going to beg for feedback. Since I still have the account, I should post my Buffy fic there, just to see what happens.

I’ll admit that my prejudice against Angel was irrational, not unlike my prejudice against Janeway’s annoying old flames, Mark and Justin. Reading about them in fanfic just made me queasy. I put up with it when I was a young VOY fan, but now I just stop reading when Angel shows up in fic - I even stopped reading Phoenix Burning, and I was really enjoying that until the wet blanket of Buffydom appeared.

I say it was irrational because I’ve just seen “Graduation Day” (both parts), an excellent example of the wisdom of my anti-Angel instincts. Not only is Angel annoying in principle, he’s downright infuriating in practice. The boy is built like a Volvo with the personality to match. Ok, so some people like the 70’s neanderthal look - eyebrows that obscure your eyes are not the real issue here. There’s no accounting for taste, as I learned from Voyager, when people watching other UPN stations were seeing Cute Icheb while we poor folks within range of UPN38 were subjected to Butt-Ugly Icheb.

No, the real problem with everyone’s favorite poolboy is that he can’t act his way out of a paper bag. That’s fine if you’re a starship captain, but I’ve come to expect more from BtVS. As far as I could tell, Angel had one, petulant, expression, and it wasn’t very expressive at that. He sucked the life out of every scene he appeared in. How I wished Faith had gone for the heart…

Consider, if you will, the closing scene of “Graduation Day”, where Angel is (thank the gypsies) leaving. He stands off in the mist and aims his one, all-purpose, expression at Buffy. What the actor cannot convey is left to the mist and the imagination. Casablanca it’s not.

Compare and contrast the scene in “After Life” where Spike first sees the resurrected Buffy. There’s genuine affection in his expression, enough to hold the camera by himself, without mist. Spike has a personality. In fact, all the other characters have personality - it seems only Angel got a be a wet-blanket for free card.

Volvo-boy isn’t getting one from me.

Wow. “After Life” was quite a show. My Joan/Randy fic is now fourth in line after the chip fic, the “Once More With Feeling” reprise fic (in beta) and the “After Life” episode addition. Fifth, if you count the original story I just started.

I really need to write a Joan/Randy fic, and here I am working on a Spike-blows-his-chip fic instead. “The Silent Movie of the Soul” is in beta.

Someone has to say it…necrophilia.

Long, long ago when the Internet was young, we didn’t have exclamation points and question marks and faux XML. Way back when we walked five miles barefoot through the snow to the VAX lab (uphill both ways) we had to make due with periods - so when someone was addicted to the net, we said she had a net-dot-problem.

My sister has a Buffy.problem, and after surprisingly little effort she’s dragged me down to the kitsch grave with her. I watched some of the early seasons, but Dr. Deb (my Trek Provider and Consulting Physicist) and I didn’t stick with BtVS. My renewed acquainance with Buffy started with a Late Season Five Revue at my sister’s, including the romantic Spike/Buffybot episode. In an hour I left out of my description of last weekend’s Harry Potter Fest, I saw Buffy! The Musical the first time.

Then the nefarious sibling unit brought the tape home for Thanksgiving. I don’t think there’s a Voyager episode I’ve seen three times, never mind three times in one week. I saw “Muse” twice, and that was my all-time favorite episode. B’Elanna, forgive me. It was all over in the first number (spoiler alert, Aussies), when Buffy spiked a redshirt vamp in the sternum while singing “nothing seems to penetrate my heart”. And I thought TOS was campy…

B’Elanna the Canon-Correcting Muse needn’t worry about the Buffybot moving in on her territory, because as far as I can tell, BtVS is already fic. Am I supposed to pit my paltry unfinished filk musical against “Once More With Feeling”? Can my year of gnawing on the corpse of J/C compare to a show that ’ships with real corpses, Buffy’s not the least among them? If I wrote smut, could I ever hope to top “Smashed”? (Somebody tell me they didn’t just broadcast that on prime-time television in my beloved Puritan country, and without any of the TV-NC17 warnings Seema has led me to expect.) And this dragging your friend out of heaven for her own good is just so…J&7.

And so it goes… Dr. Deb has no intention to provide Buffy, but maybe I can change her mind. After all, we’ve been enjoying Special Unit 2, the monster-show so bad it’s–well, it’s bad–more than Enterprise lately, and I skipped the rerun of last week’s Enterprise (which I still haven’t seen), not to mention a Voyager repeat and some midnight DS9, in order to watch that Buffy tape. Trek is still camp, but intentional camp is so much more entertaining…

So I’ve been downloading some mp3’s of the musical, and then I suppose I’ll have to read some fic. But I am not going to buy a DVD player to watch Season 1 like my sister plans to, and I’m not going to watch “Once More With Feeling” three more times to catch up with her. I am not an addict.

I am merely an aspiring addict.