Sept. 11th 2005

When Giles told us they were transferring the Sunnydale High students out to other schools so whatever the Mayor was going to turn into on Graduation Day didn't have anything to chow down on? It seemed like a pretty rootin' tootin' idea. He never mentioned they meant schools in other dimensions. Then I get here, and guess who else is here? As a student. And it's not even the version I still don't trust but who at least doesn't eat choirboy and puppy omelettes for breakfast every day. It's the other one, without the soul.

And could I keep my mouth shut? Could I? Have I met me? And so, because God hates me principalconnor thinks she's funny, 'I hate him' must = 'I need to live with him'.

If moving in is one of those little pink Baskin-Robbins tastee spoons of what's to come? I want to switch it for the double-fudge ripple, please.

Kill me now. No, not you.

On the other hand, at least I'm not the only person who gets off on annoying Angel. (Not like that. Shut up.)

Sept. 11th 2005

Ahahahaha. Or, uh...

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

They, um, both seem to be Spike.