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Watched (okay, watched is too kind a term; I'm always doing at least two other things when I rerun stuff) last night's Angel, and I still lurve it. Lurve it more. Happy.

Then I made my evening cruise through LJ, and all the usual suspects were crapping on that fine episode. I really have to stop doing this; it's bad for my temper.

I really, truly, madly, DEEPLY don't get the I-will-be-pleased-by-nothing stuff I'm reading. It's making me very tired.

I think some of it comes down to ego... if I gripe and piss and moan about everything, the implication is: I could do a better job writing this show, right?

Some of it is about blind nostalgia: these are the same people who got quite savage about S7, but now they want Sensitive S7 Spike and hate ME for not dishing him up. They don't seem to remember that, for them at least, those weren't the good old days.

And some of it is simply displaced depression, I guess. I see folks projecting a good deal of unrelated personal dissatisfaction and angst onto this handy Rorschach Blot of a show. If somebody says: the character this, the character that, but then simply ends up hating the show because JM looks 42, somebody's got issues about aging, not the character Spike or how he is written.

A wonderful script, a wonderful job of directing. Even if it hadn't been rookie stuff from both the writer and director it still would be on my fave list.

I really need to stop visiting certain LJs. It just gets my panties all in a bunch.