Things are cookin'
Things are shakin'
Got me a new boy
And it's luv we makin'

Oooh yeah.

On a more serious note, we just finished this year's Karmic Inventory, and I must say -- destroying a town full of evil sure puts a dent in Evil Debit column! Yay! Goooooooo, team!

Apparently, I will at some point become suicidal. Interesting.

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To: Buffy Summers [buffy@hellmouth.us ( Read more... )

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o/~ You are my sunshine, my only sunshine ( Read more... )

Subject: William the Bloody
aka 'Spike'
Birth: Approx 1860 A.D.
Death/Turning: 1880 A.D.
Ensoulment: 2002 A.D.
Origin: A poet in London sired by Drusilla in 1880. Rampaged throughout the world. Killed two slayers. Inexplicably sought out a soul (First. Time. Ever.) and consequently acted in search of redemption. Will wear leather pants ( Read more... )

Man. I hate dying.

At least the Wal Mart got sucked into the enormous pit of doom just like everything else. No more ladies wear for me!

Good thing The Ledger is indestructible. Back to the heavenly grind, I guess.

I would just like to say that Certain Folks In LA really shouldn't be blaiming Us for their own blind spots, okay?

We can't be bending like, all the rules, to just -tell- them what to do. Being the good guys means exercising that free will (and yes, you do have some) and doing it the right way.

...bloody hell, Connor, We went all MANIFESTATION on ( Read more... )

Well. Tried to call the Summers house and the phone was off the hook. I don't think I really want to know what's going on over there.

However, I do not think D'hoffryn can possibly know about the switching of bodies, which means I can't be in danger here. So.

*goes back to reading*