Oct 02, 2004 19:40
Crap. I fell asleep, layin across the foot of the bed in the room I'm sharin with Destiny. I just meant to sit down for a minute. Well, we've all been running crazy the past few weeks.
Like it wasn't enough that Dylan and Des got held hostage in that whole Siren's Lair sitch, then we got an earthquake and accompanyin rain of fire. Lucky us, huh? The bookstore was so damaged that Rose decided to close up for a while; I've been trying to help with cleaning up as much as I can. We had to move outta our apartments and in with Dylan and Connor, 'cause there was too much damage for us to actually live there. L.A.'s falling down around us, or I'm sure there would've been more friction resultin from me, Des, Gia, Galen, Connor and Dylan the Neat Freak all sharin a house. I left an empty milk carton on the counter one morning and he looked at it like it was a bug or somethin.
We just can't catch a break between Galen getting vamp-bit, Gia mopin around because she lost her powers, Destiny having vision after vision, Fred goin missing, Oz getting run through with a sword and me havin to come up with a quick-fix potion (and I'm so glad I pulled that one out. Losin Oz? Not even remotely acceptable.) and, last night, Dylan getting shot 'cause some asshole wanted to jack his car. Man, he's lucky he made it out of that with just a bullet in his shoulder.
Damn, I guess I better get up from here and find out if I'm lookin for Fred, researchin or patrollin tonight.