January 11th, 2006 (02:07 pm)
current mood: bitchy
Things have been crazy the past couple of days it seems. Everyone is goin' bonkers, but I've been occupied with Faith's dog Mandy, playin' around with it and what not, which watchin' my soaps. Don't have much else to do really, but I come online and see that Wes is havin' drama as Faith puts it. What the soddin' hell is up with that? Guess he'll tell me later, I'm sure even though I haven't seen him in tick.
Got a message from Buffy sayin' that she needed to talk to me. I don't wanna care, but deep down I do. Soddin' bitch. She makes me hate her so much, but then I turn around and love her all over again. I've heard what was goin' on, apparently her and Angel are back together or somethin'. Unless I'm hearin' it all wrong, but I have a feelin' I'm hearin' it right. That's fine, Goldilocks. Seems since I've been back you haven't much cared a tick anyway and I've felt it hard. Burned within me and all that rot. Go on, have your perfect love and your perfect life. I'll be just fine. 'Course, if you want to talk, then I'm all for it, but don't expect me to just take your wankin' shit anymore, got it? I'm not that man anymore and I see how you are. Then again, should have expected it and such. Whatever.
Yeah, I'm bitter, what of it?
Other than that, I'm wonderin' where Connor is. Haven't seen him much in the last few days, I'm hopin' that he's alright and all that rot. Sure he is. Boy could take care of himself I suppose.
Fred? You have it comin' tonight, just to be warned. Anyway, see you all never.