Late

It's just past one in the morning, and I'm curled up on the couch with a cup of tea, almond biscotti, and mounds of blankets. The glow from Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Season 5, Episode 22) playing on LOGO is the only light on in the house. And even though I've already seen every episode there is to see of Buffy, and even though I will end up staying awake until 2am, I am here watching.

I like the house at this time of night. The house feels empty. The house feels mine. It's finally quiet and dark, the way I like it. Nobody is bothering me, and nobody interrupts me.

Michelle Trachtenberg is frightening when she screams. It is simultaneously gravelly and high pitched, and all around makes me feel uncomfortable.