You know, I love a good fight once in a while. Especially when you win. Just imagine the look on that demon's face when Penn teleported him away; it was great. It's the small triumphs that help make up for the fact that things in town are about as bad as they were right before the alternate Sunnydale we were in last year blew up. Well, there's ( Read more... )

The lack of power thing is getting tedious.

Yeah, I know what you're thinking: Couldn't you find something better to bitch about? People are dying and demons are taking over the town. I probably could, but you know what, I'm a demon and I want my freaking electric lights. Oh, well, at least we have generators at the high school where we've been ( Read more... )

Things are totally bizarre here; I guess you can expect that when there seems to be an apocalypse in process. The Inn is almost completely empty. Grant sent the kids out of town, and as far as I know, he and I are the only ones staying here. I'm not that disturbed because hello, teleportation. Break glass in case of emergency, you know ( Read more... )

He's gone. Just gone ( Read more... )

Boys are fun to play with.

I haven't had a face-to-face convo with Zorak yet, but I'm looking forward to that, just so I can torment him. Sierra has told me he's not thrilled about her hanging out with me, which of course makes me want to spend time with her all the more. He needs to pull the stick out of his ass. He'd be a lot more tolerable ( Read more... )

How did I get to be such a stick in the mud? Honestly I don't know how anyone put up with me! I'm having much more fun now.

Sierra and I have been having a lovely time getting our vengeance on together. We're totally making Zorak and Josh look bad. She's actually fun to shop with, too; I'm not sure why I disliked her so much before. Not her ( Read more... )

How unusual. The other day, my dear husband vanished. Poof. He's gone, all his stuff is gone, and strangely enough, nobody around here knows what the hell I'm talking about when I ask them about him. They wanted to know why I'd think I was married ( Read more... )

Too bad I'm immortal and can't die, because I really want to right now. When am I going to learn that parties lead to badness? At first I thought it was only Joan's parties, but I'm not so sure about that anymore. Willy and I went to Eva and Cristoff's housewarming the other night, and a spell was cast that caused us to lose our memories. Well ( Read more... )

That must've been some party, because I can't remember much of anything about it. Or, um, about me for that matter. I seem to be some kind of supernatural thingie; I can appear and disappear at will. That's kinda fun actually. Poof, I'm on the beach. Poof, then I'm at the grocery store. And why does this odd little man keep insisting I'm ( Read more... )

Tonight's Eva and Cristoff's housewarming party, and I've been racking my brain to try and figure out what to get them. I may cop out and bring flowers and wine; the Sunnydale florist has some gorgeous things in their window today. Willy and I could use a good party - we've been trying to figure out what to do with our lives now that we don't ( Read more... )