Great. First, I get humiliated at the Wolfram & Hart party by Anne and Parker, who then take to shagging all over Los Angeles. Then, the honest and unflinching article I wrote about said party, and my personal embarrassment at the hands of said Parker and said Anne, gets overridden by Morrigan Jameson for making Wolfram & Hart look bad. Seems my ( Read more... )

So Parker thought it'd be funny to call my boss and make sure I write the article on the Wolfram & Hart party, eh? He'll see. They'll both see exactly what I have in store for them. The article will go to print for Friday's paper. And then Parker and Anne will rue the day they met me.

Fuck her. Fuck him. Fuck them both. I have so fucking had it with this namby-pamby crap. I laid my heart out there for her at the end and she didn't. Fucking. Bat. An. Eye. I have to make him pay. She's completely different than she was. I know part of it is my fault, but I did not deserve what those fuckers did to me at that party. Anne ambushed ( Read more... )

I have no idea why I'm here. I'm not having any fun. All I see are a sea of celebrities and various pretty people. I feel overdressed in a tux. Silly me; I actually expected this to be a professional, formal affair. Should have known a fundraiser for a horny appendage thrown by UC Sunnydale's former Big Jerk on Campus would just completely suck ( Read more... )

I took a trip to see Mom today at the Wolfram & Hart rehab facility. She's angrier than I've ever seen her for putting her in that place, and she's been verbally abusive to the nurses and doctors there. I keep trying to insist it's for her own good and that I'm not taking her home until she learns to live without her firewater. She can just sit ( Read more... )

I've been out of pocket working on a big story for the paper. Apparently someone called in and reported some three-headed kittens being born in Sausalito. So I drove up there, only to find out that of course, the three-headed kittens were nothing but bollocks. Apparently, whoever answers the tip hotline at National News Weekly can't discern the ( Read more... )

Apparently, I'm not the only one who's going through some changes as a result of the K'lyazar episode. Anne has done a total 360 from the sweet, kind girl we used to know and love. She's really pissed at me for putting her in the position to be kidnapped, which, if she would look at the situation rationally, she'd realize I didn't do. I stayed away ( Read more... )

I've been gone for a while. I needed to take some time and figure out a few things. The other night was rough. Killing K'lyazar was definitely not in the cards for me beforehand. I just wanted to save Anne, was all. I really wasn't thinking about my own life being in danger. All I could think of was getting to her and keeping him from hurting her. ( Read more... )

No matter how bad things have been for me lately, they just got, like, a million trillion times worse. Yeah. K'lyazar -- that demon Morrigan and Yancey were supposed to have taken care of for me -- is still after me. And what's worse . . . he's got Anne! That's where she's been the last two days, that's why no one could find her. K'lyazar kidnapped ( Read more... )

Today I had a meeting with Morrigan at lunchtime about putting Mom in Wolfram & Hart's rehab facility. Morrigan made me promise that Mom would actually put an effort forth with her rehab, and not just waste the doctors' time and our money. I vowed that I would do my best to get Mom to cooperate, but actually getting her to do so is another matter ( Read more... )