Oh, how I wish I was somebody else...
Last night was decent... in that I-can't-believe-I'm-playing-fucking-matchmaker kind of way.
Thought I might just be able to unwind from a bit of training with the wannabes but ended up having some kind of deep philosophical discussion with Spike instead. Not real sure how that came about. Kinda don't wanna know. I've been thinking too much about things lately and it's been totally throwing me off my fuckin' game. I mean, I'm a Slayer, right? And I've been out of the picture for so long, not even real sure I fit into it anymore.
But, screw that.
Was gonna go out and patrol but then B came home early from her quasi-date with the principal and I figured she and Spike had a few things to work out, so I sidestepped it and let 'em do their thing. Apparently, it went well. Good for them.
More and more, though, I can't help but feel like I'm just kinda out here by myself.
Bein' in the Dale has brought back all kinds of memories, and most of 'em aren't of the shiny happy variety. Makes me wonder how I could have been in this place and fucked things up so bad. I got to thinkin' about all the people I hurt. And... I miss him. Sure, he was evil, but... I dunno. More I think about it, the more it brings me down.
Tonight, it's the Bronze. I'm gonna go out, get drunk, and have a good time... even if it kills me.
Thought I might just be able to unwind from a bit of training with the wannabes but ended up having some kind of deep philosophical discussion with Spike instead. Not real sure how that came about. Kinda don't wanna know. I've been thinking too much about things lately and it's been totally throwing me off my fuckin' game. I mean, I'm a Slayer, right? And I've been out of the picture for so long, not even real sure I fit into it anymore.
But, screw that.
Was gonna go out and patrol but then B came home early from her quasi-date with the principal and I figured she and Spike had a few things to work out, so I sidestepped it and let 'em do their thing. Apparently, it went well. Good for them.
More and more, though, I can't help but feel like I'm just kinda out here by myself.
Bein' in the Dale has brought back all kinds of memories, and most of 'em aren't of the shiny happy variety. Makes me wonder how I could have been in this place and fucked things up so bad. I got to thinkin' about all the people I hurt. And... I miss him. Sure, he was evil, but... I dunno. More I think about it, the more it brings me down.
Tonight, it's the Bronze. I'm gonna go out, get drunk, and have a good time... even if it kills me.