if Hell wasn't a hand basket this may be fun
Is it wrong of me to be looking at the structure of yet another new home to be demolished? I mean, let's get real, every home I have been in since knowing Buffster has been destroyed in one way or another. Only so many ways to fix a window or door. I should know, been fixing them all for some time now.
Not that I'm complaining. It's something I can do for the cause but swinging a hammer is a bit harder when one eye says the nail is here and the other, well the pirate way of life doesn't have another.
I had finally started having a life again. True, not a happy and jumping for joy one, but something that in the "real" world would appear to be a fraction of normal. A job, an apartment of my own. Beer and poker on Tuesday nights, instead of which demon is on first and who's at the plate.
But then of course I would have to sleep and see her face staring at me, asking me why I didn't save her. Why, always why. A question I could never answer. Would she have survived if Andrew had been paired with Dawn and Anya with me? Would Dawn have fallen? Do I want to think about that day anymore, play out the different scenarios in my head? When the world is saved by a vampire it's just .......
Can't think of the past. Must push on to the future. A future that is certain to bring in the gloom and the doom.
Yea I know, I'm the happy go lucky one. Teller of jokes. The one that sees the glass half full. But it's not. The damn glass has been empty for way to long. You fill it up and then some asshole knocks it over again. The jokes aren't as funny these days. Think I have that hospital humor thing going on where the more morbid it is, the easier it is to poke fun at it.
"So Buff, wanna be roomies?" Will not look at Faith to see the glare. Who the hell do I shack up with here? Better not be one of those vamps. Been there, done that, still have the ropes and chair somewhere in a big pit.
Yep, we're back to the old way of life. Demons to the left of us, warriors to the right. Back in the middle again.
Here I am Ahn, back in the middle again.
Think you can look down over me? Say a prayer. Tell me in the nightly dream that all is well and we're going to make it out of this one with all our body parts nicely secured to our own bodies.
Not that I'm complaining. It's something I can do for the cause but swinging a hammer is a bit harder when one eye says the nail is here and the other, well the pirate way of life doesn't have another.
I had finally started having a life again. True, not a happy and jumping for joy one, but something that in the "real" world would appear to be a fraction of normal. A job, an apartment of my own. Beer and poker on Tuesday nights, instead of which demon is on first and who's at the plate.
But then of course I would have to sleep and see her face staring at me, asking me why I didn't save her. Why, always why. A question I could never answer. Would she have survived if Andrew had been paired with Dawn and Anya with me? Would Dawn have fallen? Do I want to think about that day anymore, play out the different scenarios in my head? When the world is saved by a vampire it's just .......
Can't think of the past. Must push on to the future. A future that is certain to bring in the gloom and the doom.
Yea I know, I'm the happy go lucky one. Teller of jokes. The one that sees the glass half full. But it's not. The damn glass has been empty for way to long. You fill it up and then some asshole knocks it over again. The jokes aren't as funny these days. Think I have that hospital humor thing going on where the more morbid it is, the easier it is to poke fun at it.
"So Buff, wanna be roomies?" Will not look at Faith to see the glare. Who the hell do I shack up with here? Better not be one of those vamps. Been there, done that, still have the ropes and chair somewhere in a big pit.
Yep, we're back to the old way of life. Demons to the left of us, warriors to the right. Back in the middle again.
Here I am Ahn, back in the middle again.
Think you can look down over me? Say a prayer. Tell me in the nightly dream that all is well and we're going to make it out of this one with all our body parts nicely secured to our own bodies.