Oohh, I need a hug

Last night "Becoming, part 2" was on Razer. It is the singular episode of Buffy that makes me weep heavily and openly every time I see it. You'd think that eight years after it aired I would have developed some kind of emotional resistance to it, but no. From the moment Angel has his soul restored to the moment "Full of Grace" starts I'm a mess.

And like any good Buffy episode it spurred on a nice little debate about Xander's decision not to tell Buffy that Willow was attempting to restore Angel's soul. I've been having this debate for eight years and like any Whedon-created conundrum it's never an easy answer, and I'm not going to get into that debate (because I always take the side of Buffy and Angel over the side of all things Xander or Spike, and no amount of reasoning will ever get me to sway... Stubborn like a goat I am), but only pass on that it did result in me shunning M's comfort as I began my weeping, stating "Don't touch me. You sided with Xander."

Today's sing-a-long song: "Wild Horses" by The Sundays

HRH