Ain't life wonderful?
Can't believe I'm actually sayin' this but I almost wanna thank the watcher's council. Sure they tried to kill me....alot, but check me out a free woman. The best part of all is that I never ever have to wear blue again. After wearin' that blue jumpsuit for so long, I think I might just flip out if anything blue ever touches my body again. Besides, I always liked black.
Guess I really shouldn't thank those watcher fucks though, more like C for having that vision and Wes for carryin' my unconscious ass outta there. Dude even took a bullet for me. How many people ever done that for me? Well, no one actually. But what the fuck am I supposed to do? Bake him some cookies? He avoids me like I got the fucking plague, and I'm not exactly sure how I can be like 'Oh hey Wes, thanks for gettin' shot for me, oh yeah and sorry about almost torturing you to death a few years again. Wanna go get some Haagen Daaz?'
Been chillin' with Cor here and there though. Think she's just mostly glad that there's someone in the hotel who isn't constantly askin' her if she's okay. I figure if she's not she'll say so, right? And even if she's not and doesn't say anything, there's gotta be a reason. I'm not really the pryin' type, so I just leave it alone.
Think her and Angel got something goin' on too. I was feelin' kinda wierd about it, remindin' me of when B and Soul Boy were a thing. It's like I'm jealous, but not really sure which of them I'm jealous of. Man, I needed to get laid. I been in the clink awhile and a girl's got needs, dig? Could always hit up a club later, I'm wicked hot, sure I could find a few takers in this city.
First things first. Haven't really talked to Soul Boy since I got here and he was the one vampire I needed to chat with. Knew I could count him to tell me what the fuck I should be doing now that I'm out of prison.
Knocking on his door, I hoped he wasn't busy ilstening to his Manilow cds or anything. Boy needed better taste in music. Stat. Also hoped I wasn't interupting anything goin' on with him and Queen C. Last thing I needed to deal with was a cranky vamp.
Guess I really shouldn't thank those watcher fucks though, more like C for having that vision and Wes for carryin' my unconscious ass outta there. Dude even took a bullet for me. How many people ever done that for me? Well, no one actually. But what the fuck am I supposed to do? Bake him some cookies? He avoids me like I got the fucking plague, and I'm not exactly sure how I can be like 'Oh hey Wes, thanks for gettin' shot for me, oh yeah and sorry about almost torturing you to death a few years again. Wanna go get some Haagen Daaz?'
Been chillin' with Cor here and there though. Think she's just mostly glad that there's someone in the hotel who isn't constantly askin' her if she's okay. I figure if she's not she'll say so, right? And even if she's not and doesn't say anything, there's gotta be a reason. I'm not really the pryin' type, so I just leave it alone.
Think her and Angel got something goin' on too. I was feelin' kinda wierd about it, remindin' me of when B and Soul Boy were a thing. It's like I'm jealous, but not really sure which of them I'm jealous of. Man, I needed to get laid. I been in the clink awhile and a girl's got needs, dig? Could always hit up a club later, I'm wicked hot, sure I could find a few takers in this city.
First things first. Haven't really talked to Soul Boy since I got here and he was the one vampire I needed to chat with. Knew I could count him to tell me what the fuck I should be doing now that I'm out of prison.
Knocking on his door, I hoped he wasn't busy ilstening to his Manilow cds or anything. Boy needed better taste in music. Stat. Also hoped I wasn't interupting anything goin' on with him and Queen C. Last thing I needed to deal with was a cranky vamp.