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Wherein Logan visits 406 for help hunting down Angelus, but Xander helps him to the clinic instead.

The Leather Fashion Show, wherein Xander talks with Jake about which teacher they might've roped into modeling, totally doesn't look at Angelus or have a long conversation in strikeout with Beka, totally does look at Faith and totally pretends not to notice Jake spazzing out over Krycek in leather.

Photoshoot of doom for Just Say Yes to Vampires project, wherein Logan is a bunny, Parker vomits blood, Xander Doesn't Look at a nekkid non-bunny, and there is early anti-Angelus bonding with Parker.

No Journalism class today. I totally, totally stayed and studied for the entire class period. Nodnodnod.

Got an e-mail from Broots, who lives across the hall. Headed over to his room, and though it seemed at first like he wanted to pump me shut up for information about the roomie, we somehow ended up talking about Buffy, the Invisible Woman, and dead hard drives.

I am t3h sMrT, obviously, as I read the sign and did not drink the Journalism coffee. Also, WTF? How the hell did I get the highest score in my class? Maybe it's something to do with me being a seniorish person taking freshman level courses? there's something to be said for this "Showing up" thing after all.

Also, His Assholiness dumped flowers on my bed. I... can't tell if this is a sign of affection, or he's just bored with putting out his cigarettes there. Or possibly he set it on fire with the cigarettes, and actually was putting them out.

Enrolled in Music class because it's totally an easy A dude. The teacher says dude. Constantly. Also excellent. And appears to be in a band. This is not Ms. Waldrop and her eleventh grade kazoo section here.

Also Manipulation, Myth, and Magic, because hey, it can't hurt to actually take a class in the stuff vs. just blackmailing people into casting love spells for me falling asleep over Giles' books. He's in it too, though. <sarcasm>Party on.</sarcasm>

And since we have to take at least 3 classes, enrolled in Journalism 101 for the third. Turned in the homework already, since it's a topic near and dear to my heart.

Met up with Laura Holt, who offered me a place to stay if things get too annoying unbearable with the roomie. Score! And Faith, who seems not to be from my version of Sunnydale, and who totally accused me in subtext of having the hots for Angel which I totally don't, eww makes me nervous, no matter how much 'good behavior' she's on.

Also hit the Pub, which yay, serves students, and WTF, is run by Spike. Yeah, that Spike. The evil, undead, platinum-blond one. Met Buffy's roomie too, though, so not all bad there.

Ahahahaha. Or, uh...

Two other people have the livejournal interest "annoying Angel."

They, um, both seem to be Spike.