And Spike...oh Spike. From the moment he swaggered onto the first frame I was in love all over again. To celebrate his appearance on screen we went to the kitchen and had wine and vodka crans. Then, joined by two additional friends, we piled on my bed to watch the beginning of a legend. We were head-banging along to the theme song, and gasping at the hideous outfits the costume people put the main characters in. And when Spike sauntered on screen during Halloween with all the demony mayhem going on, my suite mate murmured under breath, "Ungh...hello." YES! Yes, exactly. Sex on legs.
After four eps of Buffy, we then switched to the latest ep of Heroes to air this past Monday night. Though he's no Spike, Peter sure is looking mighty fine with the short hair, muscles, and case of acute shirtlessness he's undergoing. Meow!
