Okay. What the hell was that about? I was obsessed with PINEAPPLES? Whatever. Oh man, I'm gonna put the hurt on whoever hit us with this mojo.
Spike figured out something was wonky last night when he caught
Andrew sniffing my clothes in my closet. He came up to get some things, walked in, called out to Andrew who then tried to STAKE him. Found my missing stake, by the way. Spike, manly-man that he is, knocked Andrew out cold, and I think he's still unconcious, honestly.
After he hauled Andrew over to his apartment, he came back and ... Well, that cure? Most disgusting thing EVER! Ugh, so gross. But, once I realized what was going on, I forgave Spike, and now we're going to try to get through to everyone else. I hope no one has done anything really dumb.