Well, I guess that's it. I've put in my notice at work, packed up all my stuff, just got a bag of clothes and Mr. Gordo. Somehow, I lost my cellphone. Bugger.
Wait. Did I just say bugger? I've been around Spike too long. ;)
Anyway, we're heading out of Cleveland. My manager left the company and offered me a position with her at her new job, and it's back in California. Northern California, but California none the less. Spike's bored as as can be out here, so we're heading back out west, see if he can't find some trouble to get into out there. Besides. I've got some
friends out there. *g*
Spike?
I didn't start this journal. I wasn't the first Buffy, but I have enjoyed my time as the Chosen One. I'm not going to rehash what I said in my
other journal, but I did want to say goodbye.
You guys are great. The readers, the other writers, you all rock.
So long, and thanks for all the fish!
-Buffy's mun.