He thinks he's gonna get it. He's wrong. I'm the smartest person here, right? And I like to build things.

I thought Wesley had it, but he swore to me on our wedding vows that he didn't. And he's looking too sweaty to be lying about it. Charles is looking pretty anxious, too. Harmony says she doesn't care about it--what if she's lying? She's a vampire. They lie all the time, right?

Angel. I bet he's the one who's got it. That'd be just like him, ( Read more... )

I won't. I'm not going to watch. I'm going to do something else. I'll take Wesley out to lunch.

Charles might get it if I leave. Or Angel. Or Cordy could come in.

No, I don't care about that. Let them take it.

Where is it? It was right here. I know it was. Who took it?

Wesley was meeting with this strange British lady for tea this afternoon, but I don't see why that made me the only person available to answer the phone when Lorne called. Where was Angel? Or Charles? Not to mention Cordy ... though Angel said something the other day about how Cordy's been acting kinda funny. I should try to visit here tomorrow ( Read more... )

So that's what he saw in the mirror? As Cordy would say, "Pfft!" That has nothing to do with what's real. I don't find it nearly as creepy as that dream of his where I was walking around with blue hair ( Read more... )

Not really. But when I got back from lunch with Wesley, my desk was messy. Okay, so it looks messy to the average person, but honestly, I have a very effective filing system of my own, not any more idiosyncratic than Cordy's, and the papers on string theory should not have been piled on top of the printouts on Sedna. More importantly, that ( Read more... )

I found Wesley looking at that mirror today. I said his name three times before he turned around, and the look on his face was--the last time I saw him looking like that was when we heard his father was coming to visit. He wouldn't tell me what he'd seen, and I didn't press him. He'll tell me when he wants to ( Read more... )

I unwrapped our mystery present earlier today, after lunch. Wesley was busy talking to Angel, and I didn't think he'd mind if I finished taking care of the wedding gifts. Besides, I was curious ( Read more... )

You'd think I'd stop blushing now that I'm a married woman. But Faith's present ... well, she's not here to see me blush, now that she's in Sunnydale for a while. And I don't think Wesley will tell her, and no one else saw ( Read more... )

Wow. A real vacation! It was so sweet of Cordy to arrange for it. Wesley and I had a wonderful time. I can't believe it's been so quiet since we've been gone, but who's going to look a gift horse in the mouth? Not this Texas gal ( Read more... )