Yknow, when life is giving you enough lemons that it gives you perma-bitter beer face (my references are incidentally becoming '90s dated, thanks dreams!), the solution, Dream PtBs, is not to send me dreams of what Billy Idol might be like as a vampire. Got caught humming Mony Mony at work, which is possibly even worse. I haven't decided yet.
But yeah. Instead of sitting here and typing about how sucky things enjoy being in Buffyworld, I'm gonna... listen to a cheerleader and spank my inner moppet. ...in a... non kinky way... and say: here endeth the sulking, followed by a TBT (aka less dated reference) to a once happypish Buffy who didn't know what was in store for her when she first joined this network.
Tell me something fun you're gonna do for Halloween. Calling a moratorium on any and all pessimistic replies.