Sep 14, 2004 00:45
Between hell freezing over, me donating half my wages to a homeless shelter and Ms. Hicks turning up with the Sr. Partners all important objet d'art? I've barely had time enough to look into all the strange happenings in LA this week.
Turns out? Angel and his little crew of do-gooder's have a few visitors in the hotel. Slayers, to be precise, all activated by a spell our sources say was cast in Sunnydale.
We're using every resource available to track what's going on. Records and Resources are working overtime, I'm clocking my own hours quite well - hopefully to make up my wage salary at the end of this month.
Lindsey seems to be back to his old self again. Uptight, as usual, giving Evan a hard time about whatever file isn't in place or whichever legal document isn't on the right shelf.
I find it quite amusing asking Lindsey if he's still in the interior decorating game. He growls, gets mad, I'm happy.
That's enough to put a smile on my face, this week.