For the record? Don't let
Spike talk me into eating spicy Indian food before bed. As much as I love Chicken Tikka Masala, dreaming about
Angel screaming down the lane in the parking lot standing on the back of a shopping cart going "WHEEEEEEEEE!" is just ... disturbing. Oh yeah.
Sorry for the lack of postiness lately. Work hired me on full time as the new office manager, which is tres cool. Got myself a raise, and benefits. Now I just need to figure out how to claim the rest of the house as dependents, hee. And, really, does Spike need insurance? I don't think so. Just stay out of the sun and away from the stakes, and I think he'll be alright. Although....you think I could get a life insurance policy on him? *veg*
Dawnie seems to be doing well in school. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. She's super smart, but I don't want her to be like, exiled or something. Just because you're smart doesn't mean you can't be cool, you know? Look at
Willow! She's one of the smartest people I know, and she's my best friend. :D Although, you know, that might not be the best example considering that we blew up our high school. Yeah...
I guess I'll head out for a patrol or something. If anyone wants to come with me, I'm leaving in a few minutes. :)