I haven't updated this in a very long, long time, and I know all of you are wondering what has been happening to me.

Well, you'll just have to keep wondering now, won't you?

*beams innocently*

Do you have any idea how long I've gone without sex?

ANY idea?

FAR LONGER THAN ANY NORMAL PERSON SHOULD HAVE TO ENDURE, THAT'S HOW LONG!

I swear. It's been over, damn, two weeks at least.

And WHY? Because SOMEONE has to go get his ego bruised just because I had sex with his mortal enemy. It's not like I WANTED to have sex with his mortal enemy. The Green Thing MADE me! I can't help that sort of thing!

I refuse to apologize.

My "personal massager" needs batteries.

inner state: under-sexed
song of the moment: "Epic" - Faith No More

...

I've got nothing to say, really. I still miss Lindsey. I saw a guitar and it reminded me of him. And then I saw a sword and it reminded me of him. And then I saw a not wholly unattractive mullet and it reminded me of him.

It's like he's everywhere.

At least some people are paying for the way they doublecrossed him. He didn't deserve that. Not at all....

//firewalled against everyone

I found someone else who has also been spurned by Angel recently. I may have lost my connection to the Partners, but I can still feel certain energies. Wow, she's one Heck of a wicca. And judging by how she was raging when I found her, she's one that's more than willing to delve into the darker arts.

Poor thing had her husband put in a coma when he accidentally stumbled upon the Horde of Demons.

She's lucky. At least he's still alive. I'll never have my Lindsey alive again.

We bonded a little. When she mentioned what happened to him, I may have let it slip just who's fault it was.

Oops?

Should be interesting, nonetheless.

//end firewall

I KNEW he shouldn't trust Angel! I told him he shouldn't trust Angel.

And now, and now... Lindsey's dead. And I...

I miss him.

I thought that Angel was supposed to be a champion? A hero. He was supposed to have honor. He gets Lindsey to do his dirty work and then stabs him in the back.

That's not going to do at all.

I have a really bad feeling about today.

I don't know what it is, I've just had this sense of dread all day long. Like something big is about to happen. I haven't felt this much doom since I was on the run from the Senior Partners and still connected to them.

I hope Lindsey is going to be okay. I just got him back. I don't want to lose him again.

In any case, today the world will change forever. I can tell.

I can't keep hiding forever. Oh, God, I can't. Something's coming...

I'm so screwed.

Am getting really sick of being unable to leave room.

Can't leave room. Senior Partners will eat me.

Shame that I didn't think to have the tattoos done when I could've.

Maybe I can draw on myself in pen so I can go to the grocery store? Or something?

I miss Lindsey.

inner state: depressed

Hiding from the Senior Partners SUCKS.

Should've thought this plan out a little better.

inner state: bored

//Firewalled Against Everybody At Wolfram & Hart. Except me, of course!//

This year, I am thankful for the hunky, rune-tatooed guy who is about to fluff my pillow when I pout at him cutely!

Ooooh, and I'm also thankful for this awesome lip balm I just bought!

I am also thankful that neck bruising goes down quickly! That was so painful, but it's much better now!

//End of Firewall

inner state: thankful