How I actually got into Buffy fandom is short and sweet: I loved the movie and didn't pick up the show for three years because I loved the movie and knew it didn't quite follow movie continuity and because I didn't particularly want to get eyerolled at by heromaniac who hates teen dramas with a passion. Then I was bored and depressed and looking for something to distract me and channel-flipped to a summer-rerun of Consequences, specifically Buffy and Faith fighting on the dock at the end, and spake, "Forsooth, the exchange between these two attractive young ladies appears to have elements of rampant homoeroticism!" Or maybe it was "God damn that's gay. Wait, are they actually a couple?* I have to watch this show!" And then there was catching up over the summer and yeah.

*They so, so were. If only in Faith's head.

More entertaining (or at least nostalgic) is me at my post-Chosen weariest, bitching in a locked post.

1. Reality-check: Chosen? Was not written specifically to hurt you. No, seriously. You're not that important.
   
2. Your deep and vitriolic Joss-hate makes the baby sane people cry.
   
3. OH. SHUT. UP. about the fucking mall jokes at the end of Chosen. It's called black humor. It's called any humor in the face of almost dying, losing friends, but possibly saving the world. It's called OMGSTFU about how hard done by Anya and Spike were.
   
4. I love Spike.
   
5. I do not love Spike like you love Spike.
   
6. Because I am from this planet. (Despite rumors to the contrary.)
   
7. Your Xander-hate makes the baby Amy want to say additional bitchy things about your characterization of him in your magnum opus. Just so you know.
   
8. I'm going to see Serenity at least one more time than I would have, and dedicate the extra money going into Joss' pocket to you, because I am five that way.