Been back in Sunnydale for a few days now.
Had t'clean up th' crypt since I got some bloody squatters. Restock th' fridge an' all that nonsense. An' it's not like folks thought I was dead, like with
Peaches and
th' Slayer. Just goes t'show how far my soddin' rep has fallen 'round here.
Haven't had much in th' way of demons or an apocalypse or anything like that since I got back from La La Land. Truth be told, I'm somewhat surprised th' whole bloody town didn't just up an' nuke itself. But then, I figure
one Slayer's as good as th' other when it comes t'protectin' the Hellmouth.
Not t'say it's been all quiet on th' western front. Still get wind of some vampire wankers causin' trouble every now an' then. Strictly stake-and-run kinda things. Nothing earth-shatterin'.
I hear talk that th' high school prom got in a twist, too, but I figure I'd've heard if
th' li'l bit got herself in a bind.
If I didn't think it'd jinx this burg back to th' Stone Age, I'd say it was gettin' pretty bloody boring 'round here. If it didn't mean th' world would end, I'd almost wanna ask for somebody t'hit town, lookin' t'stir th' pot.
After all, I'll be buggered if Peaches an'
Midnight have more fun than me back in Hell-A.