Sun is out again....

...and the snow has melted. I have pancakes. With ice cream. Also, coffee.
Spent last evening/night watching Buffy. sparklebutch has earned every right to gloat over his awesome pimping powers (it's probably another facet of that magic of his *grins*), because especially after "Becoming" I am kinda getting the whole Joss worship thing. Amongst other things, apparently Joss bestows good sleep and pretty dreams, from what fragments I can recall.
*muses* Isn't it interesting what kind of fascinating golden idols a fangirl nowadays bows to? Joss Whedon... Russell T. Davies, ... Kripke ... Bellisario (but, you, I warn you, if you put too much Mann into NCIS, I might withdraw my worship. Also, my ancestors were known for whipping failed idols. With willow birches.)...*cough* Um, where were we? Oh, yes, pancakes and Joss. 'Tis little things that make the world better.
And there is the Pet Shop Boys concert tomorrow *fondles ticket inappropriately, but with joy and tenderness*.