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So, it's Valentine's Day....::unamused look on his face::
Seems like everyone's got something planned..guess it's gonna be me and a bottle of bourbon down in the basement. I....asked Buffy if maybe she'd want to go out to..dinne with me, my treat of course..have to be gentleman like and all of that, but I don't think she was to keen on the idea. I'm sure she has other plans anyway..
I trust Andrew will take care of Little Bit while they are out, if she comes back and says anything went wrong, or if she upset in anyway...believe I'm going to shove that...damned Goku toy of yours straight up your rear Jedi boy.
::He sneered and ran his tongue against the inside of his cheek::...Got Buffy flowers....just sort of left them in a vase on the counter, there's a card, but I didn't sign it...don't want anyone talking and spreadin rumors bout us.
Ugh, yeah..I'm done.
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[14 Feb 2003|06:06am] |
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*she smacked her forehead and grumbled to herself* Stupid. So very stupid.
I'm refraining from hitting my head repeatedly on the wall or something.
Why am I stupid do you ask? *she got a thoughtful look on her face and then shrugged her shoulders a bit* No big reason really, I'm just extremely stupid that's all. Could be because today is Valentine's Day and all and I made a offer to the SiT's. Seeing as, after Giles whole speech about how we shouldn't be concentrating on fun and dating right now being that we have an impending apocalypse and all -- I had no plans. And obviously the girls didn't either since they haven't gotten out in a while. And they're so far away from home and are all lonely.
So, to get to the point I mentioned something about a movie night. BIG MISTAKE and I'm just saying that nicely. But they got all excited about it and they were no longer in the crappy 'I-hate-Valentines Day' mood they've all been in pretty much the whole of this week. So *she forced a smile* I will be inside tonight, in the living room, watching everything from the Ringwald overture to the Meg Ryan plaque with the SiT's. And don't laugh either -- or I'll force each and every one of you to go through the same torture with me.
So Dawn, feel glad that you're getting out of the house. Or you would be stuck playing babysitter to the Potentials with me. *she spotted the vase with flowers in it* Ooh flowers. *she shrugged again, a happier look on her face now* Maybe today won't be so bad.
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