I've decided that sleeping is overrated. When I came in here tonight, I was positive that I'd catch a few of the Z's that had skipped out on me when I was busy dwelling on our broken family. Well, that didn't happen. Story of my life, anyone? I got as far as laying down before I remembered something that kept me up ( Read more... )

We're okay now ( Read more... )

I couldn't believe I was still thinking about Spike when I went on my afternoon shopping adventure. Okay, not thinking of Spike exactly; I hadn't completely lost it--unlike some people who I love and probably can't help. My mind kept going back to our conversation; the one that we had before we started bitching about Sonny and Jason. General ( Read more... )

After overhearing a few things about why Willow's dead ex was back to help, I felt more proud of Angel than I ever had. He'd fight for us wherever he could, no matter how final his destiny appeared to be. It made me wonder what could have happened to him after he went towards the metaphorical light, but I didn't let myself think about it much more ( Read more... )

Fred ( Read more... )

I hate guilt. It's nagging and constant, and no wonder it makes Angel so broody. I feel like I threw in the towel a little too soon on the research. I do not apologize in any way for the fake yawns and loud sighs of frustration, because if I'd have had to stare down at those dusty pages for five more minutes, I probably would have ended up with ( Read more... )

Geez, it's almost as bad up here as it is down there. I can't complain as much; I'm not the one at the bottom of the ocean. If the damn Powers That Be would just let me go, I could break the MIA Angel case wide open. Instead I'm stuck on a higher plane, hoping to whatever is above me that Wesley'll figure it out. Connor's doing too good of a job ( Read more... )

"Blonde Half Naked man... go find a room, think up a new outfit before you head in and get dressed...

That works for me. This is boring, even with confused, bitchy and allegedly not evil Faith running around. I'll buy that when she doesn't look rabid and bitter. Ugh, I can't believe Wesley was dumb enough to have sex with her. I used to think of him ( Read more... )

I focused, really focused on being at the firm. The absolutely nothing that happened at first started to make me nervous; if isn't wasn't going to work now, it might as well never kick in. Once I calmed myself, laid down on Angel's bed,and closed my eyes, I started feeling lighter. Finally. Instead of concentrating on what was happening to me, I ( Read more... )

I got what I wanted-- a cold, empty room, tastefully decorated by the girl who I'd outgrown. Sometimes I wonder what I'm trying to prove. I know that I'm nothing without them, so distancing myself from my family isn't doing me any favors. But that's just it ( Read more... )