burning like matchsticks in the face of the darkness

(That is your fault). Yesterday i decided that “Outta Me, Onto You” was my current theme song. Not so sure tonight, though. In a poor mood this evening and i’m not sure why. My dry-erase board also says BUFFY tonight because this morning i realized that, damn, it’s Tuesday again already. The Angel premiere gets two words: Hot, damn. Thanks to Meredith for linking to a really interesting bit about Cordy.

[edited to add, for Meredith, my Onion horoscope]

Cancer: (June 22—July 22)
You will belatedly realize you've become part of the problem when you board a train that leaves Philadelphia at noon traveling 45 miles an hour.

( gratuitous BtVS quizzes )