Season One: Prophecy Girl...the dress, the Master, the first time Buffy dies. Good Stuff.
Season Two: Innocence...there have been many a thesis written on this one. Let's just say that boys can be brutal and leave it at that. David Boreanaz was crazy thin and we all discovered that Joss is a genius.
Season Three: Dopplegangland...evil Willow, Oz at the Bronze, "Bored Now", that pink sweater and " And I think I'm kinda gay."
Season Four: Hush...so creepy, best horror BtVS. Perfectly executed episode about communication. And most of it is silent.
Season Five: The Body...not sure I ever cried through an entire episode of anything before. Heart wrenching. Buffy's reaction is so realistic. And Dawnie at the end? Uggh.
Season Sex: Once More, With Feeling...the musical episode. I can still remember how excited I was to see this episode. Excited and a little scared. This is when I learned to trust Joss without question, he can do no wrong. The best episode of TV ever. And yet, maybe not my favorite episode.
Season Seven: Chosen...had to go with the series finale. "Mommy, this mortal wound is all itchy", slice and dice Anya, Nathan Fillion!, the girl with the baseball bat, goddess Willow and the Welcome to Sunnydale sign falling into the ground. Girl power goodness.
So, 7 episodes down, 137 to go.
Actually, Macaroni decided he wanted to watch his favorite Buffy, so we wrapped it up by watching Halloween from Season Two. Everyone turns into their costumes. My favorite part: Giles, when he sees Willow for the first time.
Enough geeking out for me. Off to see if my tax refund is in the bank yet. And I need to figure out what time it really is.
Okay, I'll probably watch a few more episodes before I put her back on the shelf. Joss is so right...it does whisper to you when you're sleeping.
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