This town is our town, so fucking glamorous, I bet you'd live here if you could....

...and be one of us....

Sorry. Found some old mp3s I'd forgotten the other day. My myplay.com locker holds manymany good things. Should add more.

Buffy is now on season four. And I'm finding myself sort of liking Riley. Well. Sort of. It's the ep that was on today. I hadn't seen 'The Initiative' more than once, so.... But, he was, almost... likable. Sad, really.

I think my objection was the bit where he couldn't tell it wasn't Buffy he was kissing, when Faith had her body...

Or maybe I still have deep-seated feelings that the characters on a TV show don't HAVE to have SOs. Hello, they could, y'know, function OK on their own.... Idiots.

Ahem.

I do find myself looking at the Angel/Buffy relationship, and realising how RIGHT Mrs. Summers was. And Angel, too. Breaking it off was the best thing to do. For ages I thought it was horrible and wrong, and they should stay together!

No, I wasn't one of those buffynangel4ever! people. I had some sense.

Got horribly side-tracked... I think I shall write Anita Blake meets Drusilla fanfic. Could be fun.

Hrm. Bed soon.

Oh! I have... TimTams!!!!

Thank you, Acey. :)

Ooooooooooh.

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I have such ODD dreams, sometimes....

OK. So I'm up, since I have to go to class. Not even fully dressed yet--my teeth aren't clean, ugh. I hate the taste of dead sock in my mouth.

However. I had to share something with all of you, before my mental alertness blotted it out.

The dreams started with me and my dad's two gerbils--Silver and Sparkle, both female--travelling the country (possibly the world. Not sure). For some reason, we were running from someone. Someone who was trying to kill gerbils...

I left Sparkle with someone I trusted, then took off on the Metrolink with Silver.

At some station, we had to get off (while some woman complained about her kids, and how she had to go home for Christmas and stuff... o.O), and missed getting back on (we'd had to get off to let someone off, it was so packed) because Silver got away from me - she's a little skittish with humans.

So, anyway, she somehow gets away from me and I have to chase her into this wooded section next to the track for the 'Link. There's a dog in there, and at one point, I think he eats her. He doesn't, luckily, as she's climbing up the wall.

I catch her. Then I catch her again. But I have no time to puzzle over this, instead I take off for the 'Link platform, and hide behind a telephone pole...

At the platform, I discover I hold not one, but TWO gerbils. And one of them is a little tiny robot gerbil. Who appears to be male and fallen madly in love with Silver. I'm cool with that, think it's great. And for some reason, they go to sleep then, in these funky little bubblethings.

Silver is... on top. And I suddenly realise she's wearing black leather and has a whip.

And, trust me, the next few minutes are so screwy, I don't want to think about it. At all.

Somehow we end up at one of the houses that's suddenly appeared, with a family who's being chased by the same guys who chased the gerbils. And while there, Silver and her Boytoy slip away. Again.

I find them in an abandoned house. While there, we overhear a conversation between the Guy and his thugs. He wants them to kill the family who we were hiding with.

Cue much high-tailing it back, where we warn the family, and decide to all trek to Florida... And the eldest son is a cop who falls madly in love with me. O.o So, while they're planning the Florida trip, we're discussing wedding plans and how much he already knew about the Bad Guy.

About then I woke up.

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"Ooh, it's all shiny." ..... "I want it the way it was."

Dru, Anita notes: Is the Buffy Drusilla ep before or after Dru was in Angel, season 2?

Also. Hellmouth, Hellmouth, Hellmouth. Interdimensional Gateway, or just the mouth of hell?

And, if all powerful vampires are from Europe, how likely is Dru to be related to Nikolaus?

Think that's it. Must dash for class.