Things have finally settled in here. There have been no disappearances into other dimensions, no sexual marathons with succubi, no obsessions of any kind to speak of . . . So I'd say that qualifies as a pretty slow week in our neck of the woods. Ben and I have put all the drama behind us and are moving on with our lives. It's a wonderful thing, ( Read more... )

So Ben up and went to a hotel. He said I had a week's grace period, and if I hadn't come for him by then, he was going to leave and go back to England. He said if he was that important to me, I'd come. And he was right. Last night I found out from Mr. Giles what hotel he was staying in, and went to plead my case. I first explained about my Buffy ( Read more... )

Oh my. What was that? I was obsessed with Buffy? And I tried to stake Spike? But Buffy's a . . . and I'm . . . Ohmigod, BEN! I have to go find Ben, and explain what happened, but . . . Oh. The kiss. Oh boy. Even if I explain about the obsession, will he still be mad about me accidentally tripping and falling on Xander's lips? (It was an accident, ( Read more... )

So last night I helped Spike remove all the sharp objects from my beloved Buffy's apartment. He was concerned for her safety, around all those sharp, pointy things. Kitchen knives, pineapples, razors (even those Lady Bics can be mighty dangerous -- please don't ask how I know), even her stakes. Yeah, I know: how can the Slayer slay without her ( Read more... )

Buffy's hair shines like gold ( Read more... )

Buffy is my idol. I hope that I can be just like her when I grow up. I hung out with her most of today, just trying to soak up the essence of what it is to be Buffy, Queen of all Slayerdom. She seemed really aggravated, but it was probably just some pressing Slayer business taxing her overworked brain. She works so hard at managing Dawn, training ( Read more... )

Oh man. This is just bad. We went to the airport to get Xander, right? We managed to pack more people into the cars than I ever thought possible. Watching everyone pile out at the airport was like watching those clown acts in the circus. Ben was reluctant about it, but came along. In hindsight, I wish he hadn't ( Read more... )

So we're all going to the airport to meet Xander tomorrow when his plane arrives. It's very exciting, having the gang all back together again. Everyone's just bustling with excitement. . . except Ben. He's tried to put on a happy face for me, but I know he's jealous. But he has to understand, Xander is my pal. We've been through the fire together, ( Read more... )

So Ben and I went to see the new Catwoman "movie" tonight. I am a fanboy; movies like this are a complete addiction to me, even when everything about the movie says "bomb". Anyway, all your fears are true: The movie sucked. Like, worse than Air Bud. Halle Berry should stick to playing Storm. (Actually, come to think of it, no, she shouldn't. Fake ( Read more... )

Woke up just a little bit ago. Ben said I had quite a bump to the head, and some nasty slashes from the succubus' talons. Ben had Willow do a healing spell to expedite my recovery. My head still hurts a bit, and the slashes on my face itch a little, but I should be fine ( Read more... )