Dot Complications
I'm kind of bummed that Dot's not going to be around for Samhain. I understand about her family emergency and all, but I wish she would have let me go with her. Why won't she let me get close? And I thought for sure she'd want to move in with me now that she no longer has to live at the office to keep it vampire-free, but she seems undecided about even that. I mean, come on, moving in together is what lesbians do. I guess I shouldn't over-react. They say the holiday season is the hardest time be alone, as the turning of the Wheel of the Year makes us acutely aware of the passage of time and the fleeting nature of life. But when I stop getting all maudlin and look at the situation rationally, it's clear that things are good. We're young, so there's no need to rush into anything. We have fun together. We make a great team when it comes to battling the forces of darkness -- and I'm even getting to the point where I feel like I'm starting to pull my own weight. In fact, I took out four Thuggees the other night with a single spell (although of course Dot wasn't there to see it... but, no, I'm not going to dwell on that). Oh, and of course it goes without saying that sex with a Slayer is.... transcendent and glorious. And also sweaty -- very sweaty. Ok, I don't think I should dwell on that either. At least not, um, not while I'm busy typing.

Oh, and I finally got around to uploading a picture of myself. I am so stylin' in my backwards baseball cap, no?