Been goin' outta my gourd, yo.

We in the middle of some serious shit, right? Still got some of Skippy's inmate dudes running around, and I doubt they going to Disneyland. Especially with all the damn rain we been having ( Read more... )

Was talking to Fred this morning. She was asking around, trying to figure out what to get folks 'round here for Christmas.

Hell, I forgot all about Christmas. Can you believe that?

'Course, it ain't like we ain't had nothin' on our minds lately. We been having to round up all of Skippy's jailbird buddies since he left the door open on the ( Read more... )

Angel came back. Took care of another goddamn inmate crawling around up in here, giving us the goofy hallucination shit trip.

Took over a day for me to come down where I didn't think I was seein'...

Fuck that. I ain't talkin' about it.Anyway ( Read more... )

Been locked in my damn room since Friday night. Sittin' here, axe in my hand, just waitin' for one of those things to come beatin' down my door.

They ain't gonna get me, fuck, no ( Read more... )

Yo, the whole sleepless night thing? Gotta go. Brother can't get by on an hour of sleep a night, 'specially if that hour ain't all at one time.

I just feel...loopy, man. Like I got drunk but I never touched no alcohol. Hard to keep my eyes open, might as well mainline the Starbucks. Hell, I been running into walls and doorways. That's pretty ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving.

Give thanks for what?

We ain't done nothin' the past year but fight among ourselves, start shit among ourselves, and generally drive each other batshit.

Angel nearly went nuts chasin' his imaginary kid who wasn't imaginary after all. Angelus showed up. Angel went from human to vamp again. Faith went nuts. We got a city full of ( Read more... )

Yo, this leaving shit? Gettin' old.

Angel gone solo again. Said in his note he thinks all of Skippy's pet inmates are goin' after him, so he gonna draw 'em offa us so we can put 'em back in their bottle. Faith and Oz are back from vacation, so Angel thinks we got things covered.

OK, while it ain't the dumbest reason for tuckin' tail we heard ( Read more... )

OK, seriously. When we as vulnerable to demons and kooky-ass shit like hungry werewolves and folks that get their rocks off by killing other folks? Time to put better locks on the goddamn doors.

So we been lookin' for that Nina chick the past few days, ever since Lorne's place got hit. Been checkin' out every lead on every stray dog, every wild ( Read more... )

Shit.

Skippy's doodad done gone nova, flashin' like it's the goddamn Bat-phone from that old TV series.

Trouble is, it ain't give us the location yet. It looks like it's trying to form a map, but it just keeps swirlin' around like it's not able to focus real good.

Wes thinks it means one of those inmates is close by. Angel thinks it means we ( Read more... )

Sit. Watch. Wait.

Seems to be all we been doing lately. Sittin' around, watchin' Skippy's magic brick for signs of life, and waitin' to go save the day from some other Hannibal Lecter wannabe from Hell.

Angel's been wanting everybody to stay close by, in case we have to mount up in a hurry. Probably 'cause we low on manpower with Faith off ( Read more... )