I drove like a lunatic coming back from my illuminating evening walk with Buffy, the passenger side of the Jeep loaded down with a canvas bag of wooden stakes, vials of holy water and crosses. Damned if I didn't consider stopping at the grocery for some garlic, but I didn't because I didn't want to get out of the Jeep by myself. Well, Jess, you ( Read more... )

This fucking place is making me insane. The place, the people, the job, all of it.

Sgt. Travelli died last night. Did my assistant call me as instructed when he took a turn for the worse? No, she did not. And I got a lame-ass story about things happened too fast, and the Medical Examiner, and this, and that. Bull-fucking-shit. She's lying ( Read more... )

Paige is being avoidy; I know the signs. She knows something she's not telling me. I'm trying to decide whether to pin her down or to let her stew a couple more days ( Read more... )

Amazing how nice it was to talk to Riley the other day. Just talk, I mean, and not snark or gripe or nag him for information he can't give me. I ran into him in the mess a while before my shift started, and he looked so discouraged I didn't have the heart to take my usual tactics. I'm glad, because we ended up eating dinner together and having a ( Read more... )

You might wonder why I don't just shrug my shoulders and say, "Okay, weirdness. I can live with that, as long as I get paid." I'm not much on giving up. Persistent as hell. That can be a good thing or a bad thing, I suppose.

Paige seemed to think I just forgot how much blood was in the cold room. I know what I know, but no point in dragging ( Read more... )

Okay, you know, this is insane. Why doesn't anyone but me and maybe Paige grasp the concept that something is seriously wrong here ( Read more... )

I'm not sure why I expected anything else. My meeting with Buffy was a waste of my time from an informational standpoint. Apparently she's some kind of consultant to Riley and some of the others here at the base, and if she told me anything it could jeopardize her job. She did tell me that Riley's trying to get clearance to fill me in on ( Read more... )

I'm getting pretty good at requisitioning (read: borrowing without permission) a Jeep when I need to go to town.

I finally got in touch with Buffy, the self-defense instructor. She agreed to meet me at the Espresso Pump to talk. She's going to think I'm nuts, but I can't let that stop me. I've never encountered anything quite like this town ( Read more... )

The trip was okay. I still think it was unnecessary, and I can't say I learned anything I didn't already know, but I suppose it was a good thing to get away for a while. I was able to squeeze in a quick visit to my parents on the way back, and I picked up a new matreshka for my collection. The collection is going to have to take up residence in ( Read more... )

I don't believe this. I should know how things go around here by now, though ( Read more... )