Buffy Summers

11:53 am: Yeah, well
Yes, I'm going to try to work with Angel on this. No big fuss, okay? We used to work together a lot back in the day. I mean, sure, I've become more than capable of fighting my own battles, thank you. But it doesn't mean I have to. Learning the value of co-operation here.

Let's just see if he can do this without being an ass about power structures and all that other goofy corporate headachiness.

09:35 pm: It takes a village (or a talk show)
I was perfectly content to just walk on the other side of the graveyard from Angel and Spike. Really. The whole ex situation is complex. Like multiplex complex. Theaters 1-13 showing The Collected Romantic Disasters of Buffy Summers.

Theater 14 is showing The Romantic Disaster of Buffy Summers, Part IV: The Immortal's Letter. I so don't want to talk about it.

Anyway, the bright lights of fame brought me back with my undead exes and, true to form, violence broke out. Well, okay, it was the teeming hordes of fandom, but the point remains. Badness lies with reunions.

Mostly. I don't know. I feel better about some stuff now. And way worse about others.

See what I mean by complex?

02:09 pm: Things That Have Been Bugging Me
1) Willow. She's not *bugging* me, but this whole sick ick has me worried. If it's related to the magick, then this could be the mega-badness for her. She lives for that stuff. Also, while I'm hating to admit it, she's been saving my shapely rear-end pretty consistently since I got to San Diego. She's still my big gun. And my cudgel.

2) Dawn. Okay, my little sister is working for my ex-boyfriend. My ex-boyfriend who runs a supernatural detective agency. My ex-boyfriend who has a tendency to go *evil* sometimes. Is there anybody not seeing how this could be a very bad thing? I want Dawn to have a happy, normal life. Way normal. Mountains of the mundane.

Plus, it's going to get her exposed to some real disappointments that she shouldn't have to go through. Like this girl they didn't save. It happens in our line of work. It's awful, but you can't stop it sometimes. Dawn shouldn't have to be the one who has to deal with that. She should be off shopping and hanging with friends and partying with beer and... Okay, maybe this isn't all bad.

Yes it is. This is the badness squared. It's dangerous. But she's 18 and I can't stop her. Can I?

3) Xander. Um, where the heck has he been? Like, mindwise. He's been off with Illyria most of the time. I never get to really see him anymore, not really. I don't like this seperation stuff. Look how well it worked during the whole Adam caper.

4) spike and angel

5) Gunn. I worry about him, cooped up like that. It can't be fun.

6) French Toast Pop-Tarts. It's kind of a gross idea.

11:14 pm: Songs that U2 Sing
Okay, so Dawnie and I have something to bond about in the "gee-I'm-feeling-so-rigid" department of Hellmouth weirdness. You know, we closed the thing - you'd think we could escape its artifacts. I thought I was going to be stuck that way forever. I mean, I knew Willow could solve it, but it wasn't like I could go and find her or anything...

Still, this Reborn One thing is a major wiggins. Sure, it could mean a lot of things, but it's obviously talking about me. I was Reborn twice and not in a freaky religious way. Like, actual dying. And coming back.

Plus, does anybody remember the last time I was prophecized? Yeah, death numero one. Icky.

12:58 pm: The work of a Slayer...
Is not only never done, but prominently features giving the same speech over and over. I mean, it felt really cool the first few times, because it was such a huge reminder of what we all did a year ago, but now? So passé.

Still, I think Liz is gonna be okay. Her Watcher's supposed to arrive any day now to help her settle in with her powers, and she's been calling me almost every night asking me questions. I might have somebody drive me out this weekend so I can take Liz to lunch. I just want to make sure that she's okay. She's been through a lot in the last year; there's scars she can't even begin to be able to deal with.

Scar #1? That creep Roy. Ugh. I hope he gets stuffed away in some tiny little cell and made to clean the toilets. What he did to Liz was... horrible. He messed with her mind. It's not as if being a Slayer doesn't already take away some of your childhood. Dealing with crap like that? I hope the court makes him pay Liz's therapy bills.

And I'm not even going to get started on the fact that she beat me in that alley. It was a fluke. It was a super-fluke. Won't happen again.

11:20 pm: California, Here I, uh, Am
Lots of fun with the unpackingness. Wasn't this the point of staying in Italy - not having to heave my wardrobe everywhere? Not that I can't - Slayer strength and all - it's just the constant opening of suitcases and putting things away, knowing that after some amount of time, all that hard work is for nothing. You scrunch it all in your bags and move on.

Dawnie's excited, though. She's really found the deep and abiding passion for education in all of its moldtastic glory. Which, you know, good for her. She's turning out to be very much like Willow, which is great, cuz hey, Willow. She's all rife with the role model-y stuff. Good Willowy following after...

Speaking of! Seeing her again is great. Really. Great. Just like old times. You know, where the old times involve a current (but probably not long-lasting) lack of evil. So, kinda nothing like old times. But still. Fun. She looks very, uh, Willow-like. Which is good. Hate to have her be all veiny and gr which come to think of it is also Willow-like. Yeah.

And, oh, Xander's coming in! Good ol' Xander. Good ol' Africa-living, out-of-contact-with-civilization Xand.

*sigh* Reunions have never been the Buffy Summers Blue Light Special. But it'll be great. Really.

Oh, but hey - bonus of being back in the States - I can catch up on all the summer reruns of the shows I missed while I was in Rome. I will cause bodily harm to anybody who tells me how Friends ended - I'll be finding out the hard way, thank you.