1. My mother spoilt me for Buffy. She doesn't even watch the show.
She sat down for a minute to watch part of Ted (2.11) with us, and spoilt me for Season 5. I hate her.
My parents are now forbidden to say anything about Buffy to me at all.
2. Apparently, some of my cousins from Italy are coming to Perth for three weeks in August. My nonna seems to be under the impression that my sister and I are going to show them around.
There are a few problems with this. Firstly, I don't speak (much) Italian any more. I can say "My name is..." and count to thirty, and say that I'm fine and how are you, but that's it. My cousins don't speak much English. I'm foreseeing hi-jinks already.
3. I'm half-way through Season 2 of Buffy. Hopefully by tonight, I'll be onto Season 3. Of course, this negates any 'having-a-life' events, but that's okay. I have Buffy. I don't need friends!