I caught up with some old friends tonight. My old gang from Sunnydale--Buffy, Xander, Willow, Dawn, the usual. They're doing well, still saving the world. Buffy still impresses me--how she can do all those high kicks and acrobatics in tight leather pants. Remember when I was Buffy?
The was me right before I threw my stake straight into a vamp's heart. Good times.
Don't judge me.
I'm home for Easter. I took a bath tonight too; I haven't done that in a while. It was nice. The key ingredient to a bath is water. Without it, you would just be lying naked in a large porcelein bowl. That's awkward. I had a similar thought when I was on a boat last week. Not about being naked, but how the key ingredient to boating is water. Without it, we would have been flying. I used to think that when I was little, while I was swimming in my pool. I'd imagine all the water underneath me was air and I was flying.
I think that's my cue to go to bed.
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Hmm. Watching Buffy sounds wonderful. I might do that soon. I only have one season, though. The fifth one. I need to buy some more!
I started reading this . . . and thought, I don't remember hearing the door bell ring last night.
Ah--- then I read on - and got it.
Love the picture!!!
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