I watched Welcome to the Hellmouth/The Harvest, the first two aired episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, again. It was nice seing them all the way they used to be--Buffy a little chubby, Willow in granny clothes, Xander and Angel much less chunkier. And Cordelia very bitchy and almost pretty.
I'd forgotten how utterly scrumptious Angel used to be. Utterly. Delish. As in bite-my-neck-anytime-loverboy (although don't get all demony-faced with me when you do it). I was glad to hear the old quips, which didn't seem dated. This really is my favorite show.
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