Twenty years ago today, a little show called Buffy the Vampire Slayer premiered. I wasn't watching, because at 12 years old, I thought I was too mature for a show with such a wacky title. By the following year, I was completely involved in the whole brilliant, witty, angsty mess. It was a constant through middle and high school, ending just as my year graduated to go to university, and though I didn't fight any actual monsters, I felt it had prepared me, in a way, for what was ahead. Buffy has been dear to many of my friendships, and it's probably embarrassing how much I identified with Willow, down to the SAT score. I'm undefeated at Buffy trivia (the two or three times they've actually had it), I had to introduce my husband to the show before we tied the knot, and my Buffy bachelorette will always be one of my most treasured memories. I guess what I'm saying is, thank you, BTVS, and happy 20th. You saved my world a lot, and I will never be "bored now" of you.
