Bring It On

carebear173 @ 2005-04-26T15:25:00

2005-04-26T21:26:32Z

The trailer for Serenity is up! It is so awesome. I have no idea how I'm going to wait until September 3rd. Go, watch!

carebear173 @ 2005-04-06T20:16:00

2005-04-07T02:24:54Z

Guess who got season one DVD's of Angel half off today? And guess who is going to waste her night watching said DVD's tonight? Oh yeah, that's right.

And here's a meme...

a) Post a list of 10 TV shows you watch (current or cancelled)(And I'm doing
eight. Because I can. And also, I couldn't think of anything.)
b) Have your friends list guess your favourite character and 'ship from each show.
c) When it's been guessed, explain why you like that character,

1. Buffy
2. Angel
3. Firefly
4. Gilmore Girls
5. Wonderfalls
6. Tru Calling
7. Family Guy
8. The Simpsons

carebear173 @ 2005-03-26T08:31:00

2005-03-26T16:35:42Z

Last night was...odd, to say the least. I was at some church-related function, and I started to feel really sick. I got kind of dizzy, and seriously felt like I was going to faint. Of course, I've actually never fainted before, but I figured that if I did, this is what it's gonna feel like. And so what happens? THe guy behind me faints. Right on top of me. I was really freaked out that it had happened, and right when I was thinking about it too. The guy ended up being okay, they don't know why he fainted yet though.

But yeah, freaky night. And Happy Easter (tomorrow...) to my f-list!

carebear173 @ 2005-03-05T15:47:00

2005-03-05T22:47:24Z

I bought this really awesome new shampoo, and I swear it is the best thing ever. What's that you say, me, exaggerate? Yeah, probably. Of course, it was also ridiculously expensive. So methinks I'll be needing to find a new hair product that doesn't leave me completely broke. And so ends the completely shallow part of this post.

My mom has recently started watching Gilmore Girls. Which at first I thought, hey, how bad could that be? Turns out, pretty bad. She keeps asking me why we don't have a relationship like that. Nevermind the fact it is a fictional t.v. show, or that she doesn't even really know what's going on, but she wants us to be exactly like Rory and Lorelai. Le sigh.

But I'm going to see "Be Cool" tonight! Yay!

carebear173 @ 2005-02-24T15:06:00

2005-02-24T22:08:40Z

Okay, well, it's been over a month so I last updated, so guess I might as well eh? So, since I'm a freak and like to organize everything, here we go.

1. Gilmore Girls this week was good. Didn't like it as much as the last couple of weeks though. And since I won't be too spoilery here I'll just say that the Fiddler on the Roof? And that song? And the glances with the perfect synchronicity to the song? Yeah, I just kept screaming at the t.v. "I was totally in that play!"

2. Computers and me? Do not click. I keep trying and trying, but they'd rather get viruses and stupid pop-ups, and then shut down. Le sigh.

3. My cousin had a little baby! She is so adorable. Even though babies usually freak me out - though they are cute from afar, I'm always afraid I'm going to drop them - but she is so tiny! And so very cute.

4. Also, but The Killer's c.d., and have not stopped listening to it. I like it. :P

Kay, I'm done.

carebear173 @ 2005-01-21T22:27:00

2005-01-22T05:33:36Z

Life has been good...I was watching Point Pleasant (really didn't like it, but then, I went in expecting not to anyways) And for some reason it made me realize how much I miss Buffy. Not cause Marti Noxon writes it, more just, it managed to have a teen drama, and be so much more, you know? It was so funny and completely awesome, and most of the crap on t.v. right now can't hold a candle to it. Le sigh.

But anyways, Figured I might as well post the answers to the movie quiz.

1. If there was a retarded Oscar, you would win, hands down. - Garden State

2. At this moment, this is me..at my most masochistic - Kill Bill (it is said in both Volume 1 and 2)

3. I am the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself. - Cruel Intentions

4. You're a pure soul...but you didn't say God Bless you when I sneezed - Dogma

5. Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good looking? - Zoolander

6. Whatever I feel like doing, Gosh! - Napolean Dynamite

7. "So what happened to your parents?"
"They were savagely ripped apart by a school of hammerhead sharks"
"...That happens a lot." - Superstar

8. I don't know what we're yelling about!!...Loud noises!! - Anchorman

9. Somebody's got to nail that girl's fins to the floor. - The Little Mermaid...and the only one that acutally followed the guidelines, and meant something to me.

10. Love humiliates you. Hatred cradles you. - White Oleander

11. I'm the king of the world! - Titanic (I know, I'm so challenging)

carebear173 @ 2005-01-10T17:54:00

2005-01-11T00:58:06Z

Ha, I've decided to do what all the cool kids are doing ;) So here is my movie meme. I hope we weren't supposed to pick deep, meaningful movies...cause I sure didn't. They are just things that pop into my head, so I guess this accurately portrays how random I am.

If you know one of them, tell me and I will take it off the list! Comments are screened so that more people can try.

1. If there was a retarded Oscar, you would win, hands down.

2. At this moment, this is me..at my most masochistic

3. I am the Marcia fucking Brady of the Upper East Side, and sometimes I want to kill myself.

4. You're a pure soul...but you didn't say God Bless you when I sneezed

5. Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good looking?

6. Whatever I feel like doing, Gosh!

7. "So what happened to your parents?"
"They were savagely ripped apart by a school of hammerhead sharks"
"...That happens a lot."

8. I don't know what we're yelling about!!...Loud noises!!

9. Somebody's got to nail that girl's fins to the floor.

10. Love humiliates you. Hatred cradles you.

11. I'm the king of the world!

carebear173 @ 2005-01-09T10:02:00

2005-01-09T17:07:13Z

So, I guess it is officially the New Year, and that year went by way too fast. Or maybe that's good. I haven't really decided yet. Speaking of which, I haven't updated about Christmas either! It was great, except for listening to my uncle mention at least 100 times over the course of two days just how rich he was.

I got the seventh season of Buffy, which I contemplating not getting, then remembered that it was free. But what the hell is going on with the cover art on that box?? Some of Buffy's heads are so badly manipulated, it hurts to look at. I also got Kill Bill (yay!!) and some awesome clothes. So I won't be complaining here.

Oh yeah, except for that I have had the flu all week. I was throwing up for a long time, and it was so not pretty. At least it's out of my system now, but great way to start the New Year, huh?

carebear173 @ 2004-12-23T11:22:00

2004-12-23T18:29:21Z

Merry Christmas everyone. Or soon to be. Anyways, I finally finished all my Christmas shopping, so, phew. Apparently, everything I want to buy just happens to be sold out everywhere. But now I'm feeling a bit sick. Bleh. Gotta feel better by Christmas (which, holy crap, is two days away! Presents, yay!)

Oh, and upon watching CSI NY last night, as the camera showed a bloody beaten girl, my grandmother asked if this was Sex and the City. For the next twenty, minutes, I could be found on the ground laughing.

Have a good holiday guys.

carebear173 @ 2004-12-20T10:39:00

2004-12-20T17:50:20Z

So yesterday would have been the anniversary of my dad's death. Bah. I hate this time of year. Not much else to update about.

carebear173 @ 2004-12-10T18:45:00

2004-12-11T01:57:02Z

I love Gwen Stefani, I really do. But seriously? Singing a song with a chorus from a play turned movie about a Jewish family in the early 1900's? Not the coolest thing you've ever done. It made me go WTF? for a long time, because it just seemed so out of place and weird.

(Also, her obsession with mentioning Harajuku every 5 minutes is starting to bug me.) But still, feeling the love, just not for that song.

In other news, I had a really good time the other night, and I think for a moment, I actually enjoyed winter. Which is weird, considering that I live up in igloo land, and hate every second of snow. But for a second, I think actually like winter, and got into the Christmas spirit early. For a second at least.

carebear173 @ 2004-11-30T20:47:00

2004-12-01T03:48:25Z

Okay, this could have possibly been posted before, since I am lame and very much behind the times. But anyways, still a good read, and very, very funny On her radio show recently, Dr Laura Schlesinger said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following response is an open letter to Dr. Laura, which was posted on the Internet: Dear Dr. Laura: Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. ... End of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements of God's Law and how to follow them. When I burn a bull on the altar > as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord (Lev.1:9). The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them? I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her? I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual uncleanliness (Lev.15: 19-24.) The problem is how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense. Lev. 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians? I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus (35:2) - The passage clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself? A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination (Lev. 11:10) it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this? Are there 'degrees' of abomination? Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. > Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here? Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around > their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev.19:27. How should they die? I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves? My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? (Lev.24:10-16.) Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14) I know you have studied these things extensively and thus enjoy considerable expertise in such matters, so I am confident you can help. Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.

carebear173 @ 2004-11-28T17:03:00

2004-11-29T00:05:51Z

Is anybody else getting pissed off at the Christmas decorations/songs/ads that seem to be popping up everywhere right about now? I mean, come on, it's technically still November! At least give me another week before you bombard me with your holiday cheer.

And to all the Americans on my Flist, hope your Thanksgiving was good.

carebear173 @ 2004-11-06T18:21:00

2004-11-07T01:26:23Z

So, guess who's entire computer crashed? My whole thing got messed up, and all of the ficathon entries I was already way late for, were lost into computer oblivion forever. I really, really, really hate computers. And they hate me. It's a constant circle. Not much else to report. Life is hectic, not much time to update anymore. I have been keeping up with my friends page, missed a bit of drama and got pretty damn confused.(And the board at HMC has been missing forever, which is really weird). I feel bad for Americans...feel free to flee to Canada, basically eveybody is anti-Bush here. I really don't get how he won.. And because I have nothing else to say, I leave with a quote from Gilmore Girls: (At a town meeting, the entire town is yelling out things that Jess has done) Lorelai: I heard he controls the weather and wrote the screenplay to Glitter!

These ficathons are kicking my ass!

2004-10-25T02:55:02Z

All right, this is late, and since I lost the email that said all the information, I just know that what was requested was a Wedgie demon terrozing the scoobies post-chosen, that included Xander, Faith, Dawn and Willow. Xander was supposed to be disturbed by what Willow and Dawn were wearing, and Faith would not be wearing any underwear. So, here it is:

(Oh, and I haven't updated in over a month now. I think that's a new record.)

"Xander!"

The one eyed carpenter was walking slowly, legs spread apart with his own hand supporting his lower back. What was most notable, however, was the fact the waistband of his boxers was pulled up over his head. He walked into the boardroom where Dawn, Faith and Willow already sat.

"Xander!" Dawn repeated. "What happened to you? We were supposed to meet half an hour ago!" she paused slightly, staring incredulously at his boxers. "And did you just happen to forget that you aren’t in the third grade?"

Willow ran up to Xander. "Xander, are okay?" she lowered her voice slightly. "Did you and Andrew get into another fight?"

"No, and what part of ‘Never mention that again’ did you not get?" He sighed. "Well, I was standing in the bathroom when -"

"Nice undies Harris." Faith cut in, leaning behind him and staring at his Spiderman covered boxer.

"When that happened." he finished.

Willow and Dawn burst out laughing. "Who did that to you?" Willow laughed, reaching forward to touch them.

"Don’t touch! Touching makes them...go deeper."

"Xander, how on Earth did this happen?" Dawn giggled.

"Like I said, I was standing in the bathroom, minding my own business, when I heard this laughing. It was some sort of demon, I think. I looked in the mirror, and before I could do anything...it was just too fast...and I mean, I can’t get it out! Every time I touch it, the pain just gets so much worse."

For a moment the girls were silent, and then they all burst out laughing again.

"Come on, this is serious!" Xander shouted. "There is a Wedgie Demon out there terrorizing innocent people, and I can’t sit down!"

Willow covered her mouth with a failed attempt to smother her laughter. "All right, all right, I’m calm. We’ll hit the books and try to find your Wedgie Demon." she pulled down some books from a shelf and sat down at the table. "So Xander...Spiderman?"

"They were on sale and they were the only ones left, end of discussion!" Xander shouted, sending Dawn into another fit of giggles. He turned to her and gave her a pleading look.

"I’m sorry, I am! It’s just, come on Xander, a Wedgie Demon? Is that even a real thing? Cause it doesn’t seem so scary." Dawn couldn’t help but smile.

"Oh, I’m sure you’d still be laughing if this happened to you." Xander snapped.

Immediately, Dawn’s laughter stopped and her eyes widened. "Do you think it would? And then everybody could see my..." she shook her head vigorously. "Well, how are we going to kill that thing?"

Faith snorted. "What’s the matter twerp, you been dipping into B’s naughty underwear drawer or something?" When she noticed Xander raising an eyebrow at her, she rolled her eyes. "It was a joke Xander, I wouldn’t know if she has one."

"No, I’m just saying, wedgies are bad, and I really don’t want this demon going around causing innocent people pain." As if on cue, there was a gust of wind, and an unseen force lifted Dawn’s underwear up over her head. She shrieked, waving her hands around in an attempt to hit whoever had done this to her.

"Where is it? Where did it go?" Willow looked around anxiously. "Xander, you never mentioned this thing was invisible!"

"Oh gee, must have slipped my mind when my underwear started cutting off my circulation!" Xander turned to Dawn. "Dawnie, are you okay?"

Dawnie slowly nodded, then gasped as Faith grabbed her arm and spun her around.

"Spongebob Squarepants? And boxers no less?" Faith smirked. "So is that why you didn’t want to give us a peek? Gotta say, I never really pictured you for the boxers type though."

"Hey, lay off her Faith. I have underwear just like those. Course, I don’t really wear mine anymore because there’s a rip on the side of them. Besides, they went missing a little while..." Xander had become fixated on a tear in Dawn’s boxers that she was trying to conceal. "Dawnie, where exactly did you get those boxers?"

Her face flushed a dark shade of red. "They were ripped, I didn’t think that you would mind."

Now Xander’s face was losing all of it’s color. "Oh no. Oh dear God no."

Faith burst out laughing. "You know, I don’t know what’s funnier. The fact that Dawn is wearing your underwear, or the fact that you own Spiderman and Spongebob boxers."

"This is getting wrong on a whole new level." Xander shook his head.

"I’m sorry, but I didn’t have any! And I saw these all ripped and I figured you wouldn’t even notice." Dawn turned away from him. "I washed them first, if that makes a difference."

"You guys, can we focus?" Willow exclaimed. "Now, we’re going to need to fight this thing. Maybe I could do a spell to make it, you know, visible, and Faith could fight it."

"Woah, wait a minute here! When did I become the wedgie fighter?" Faith interrupted.

"Faith, you’re the slayer." Willow reminded her, staring impatiently back the brunette.

"I’m the vampire slayer. I don’t do wedgie demons. Besides, this thing really isn’t a threat to me."

"What’s that supposed to mean?" Dawn was shifting from side to side; attempting to find a comfortable spot and failing miserably.

"It means I’m not giving this demon the right ammunition to make me look like you two."

Dawn’s eyes widened. "Oh."

Willow blushed slightly. "Oh. Oh!" she cried out as her underwear was tugged out from her pants and raised up to her head.

"Please tell me those aren’t mine too." Xander moaned.

Faith peered at Willow’s panties. "Not unless you own a thong that says ‘Hot Stuff’." she turned to him and grinned. "Is there something you aren’t telling us, Xand?"

Xander gaped at his friend. "See, this is the stuff I never wanted to know. ‘Hot Stuff’?"

"What? I have nothing to ‘defend’ to you! It’s my underwear, I can wear what I want!" Willow crossed her arms indignantly, though her cheeks were reddening.

"You know Will, I don’t think thongs were exactly made for wedgies." Faith pointed out. "You’re uh, showing a little back there."

Xander covered his eyes. "Oh God. I’m not looking. Let the record state that I did not look."

"Okay, listen up. Since Faith is the only one here not in danger of a wedgie, she’s going to fight this thing. Xander, you can help her. Dawn and I will work on a spell to make this thing show itself. Got it?"

"Boy Willow, you’re sure commanding when you’ve got your panties over your head." Faith retorted.

"Now!"

"All right, all right, I’ll go. Where will I find it and how do I kill it?"

"Let’s see...it would go someplace crowded, someplace with a lot of unsuspecting people. As for killing...I’m sure you’ll find a way."

Faith rolled her eyes, but nodded. She left the room and Xander followed.

"I feel like everybody’s staring at me." Xander muttered as he walked through the crowds of people in the park.

"Of course they’re staring at you. You’ve got an eyepatch and Spiderman undies pulled over your head. Frankly, I’m embarrassed to be seen with you."

"All right, I get the point. How do we know if this demon guy is even here?"

Faith pointed across the park, to a woman screeching and trying to remove her panties from her head. "We’ll just know. Come on."

"It’s an easy spell really. Some sprinkling of herbs, a little chanting, your hand might burn a little bit. All right then, you sit right there, across from me, and hold my hands, all right?"

"What was that about burning?" Dawn looked fearfully over at Willow.

"You’ll be fine. Now don’t let go, no matter what." Willow sat cross legged with her hands placed on her knees.

"Are you sure that this will work?" Dawn asked nervously.

Willow smiled optimistically. "Of course it will Dawnie. Besides, if it doesn’t, we are beyond screwed."

It was like watching a very disturbing domino effect. All down the pathway, unsuspecting people were crying out in pain as one by one, their underwear was ripped up and snapped down onto their heads.

"People, stop struggling!" Xander advised. "That only makes matters worse, trust me!"

Suddenly Faith felt something tugging at her own pants; desperately trying to find her underwear. She spun around a smacked the invisible wedgie demon in the face.

"Sorry buddy." she punched the demon again, and heard it moan in response. "I’m going commando."

"Lift this veil, I beg of you. Cast aside this fog, and let us see your true form." Willow whispered, her head turned toward the ceiling. A beam of light flashed down on the two girls, and Dawn felt her hands getting very hot.

"Willow?" Dawn whimpered.

"Shh! Don’t let go, Dawnie." her head snapped back down. "I command you, let your true self be seen!"

"Willow!" Dawn cried out as their hands began to scorch with heat. Willow squeezed her hands, not allowing her to let go. The light around them swirled, and then in an instant, it was over. Willow reached out to Dawn.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I’m fine, I think. Did it work?"

Faith glanced up and saw that her invisible opponent was now very visible. It was green, relatively small and kind of furry. Whatever it was, it didn’t look that threatening. The demon was wearing a leather loin cloth, and it tried desperately to run away.

"So, you’re the little monster with a thing for wedgies, huh?" Faith ran after the demon and jumped on his back. "Let’s see how you like it." With that, she grabbed the loin cloth and yanked it up as high as she could. The demon squealed, trying to break loose from her grip.

"Faith, heads up!" Xander tossed her a knife and she reached up and grabbed it.

She raised the blade over her head and drove it down into his chest. A green liquid sprayed back up at her. "Aw, sick." she mumbled, wiping it off of her face. She turned to grin at Xander.

"Hey Xander, I think you can dislodge Spidey now."

carebear173 @ 2004-09-13T22:06:00

2004-09-14T04:11:37Z

People seem to be idiots today, and they are pissing me off. Grr.

But at least I had my Birthday Day of Fun. I got Angel Season 3 (yay!) as well as some cute clothes, and of course, money. Can't go wrong with that. Thanks for all the well wishes guys

Oh, and I will forever hate Paris Hilton for making every pre-pubescent girl at the mall/movies/grocery store walk around going "that's hot." Seriously, if one more kid says that, I am going to go insane.

we gonna sip bacardi like it's your birthday

2004-09-11T15:27:08Z

Cause that's right, it is! I am 18 today, and officially able to drink, vote, all that good stuff! Now I'm off to go get lots and lots of prezzies! :P

carebear173 @ 2004-08-22T18:04:00

2004-08-23T00:06:27Z

We have a fire going. In August. It is still summer, and we are huddled in front of a fire. Something is not right with this picture. Stupid Canadian weather.

(was going to say stupid Canada...but we got a gold medal today! Go us! We're up to 4!!)

Dude

2004-08-14T04:13:55Z

Just saw the first couple minutes of Fox's Man vs. Beast.

Good lord people, have we really lowered ourselves to competing against monkeys? And dogs? *sigh*

In other news....did some shopping, made me feel better. Nothing says happiness like new clothes.

And question of the day: Why in the world does a single senior need not only her own huge house equipped with loft and elevator, but 3 other houses on the same street?

Tra la la!

2004-08-05T15:45:03Z

Yay! I'm back! With a stupid haircut, but I'm back! (Ugh...this stupid stylist chopped off all of my hair. And in the salon, it looked good, all bouncy and she gave me advice, blah blah, and as son as I walk out of the door, it falls flat and looks awful. I swear, they have special mirrors or something in there. Argh. But that's beside the point.)

So, I'm home, and all depressed because summer is halfway over. *sigh*

carebear173 @ 2004-07-22T14:21:00

2004-07-22T20:23:23Z

Well, I'm off, for just over a week! ::smooches:: Wish me luck guys, and I'll talk to you all once I get back!

carebear173 @ 2004-07-20T00:01:00

2004-07-20T06:12:43Z

Someone needs to make me stop writing fics. Seriously. Or at least make me work on the ficathons I should be doing. Ah well.

Anyways, I watched The Girl in Question tonight, and the Fresley scenes made me start thinking, and thus, this fic was born. I have no name for it whatsoever.

Cordy: Eww, what does this do?
Giles: It extracts vital organs to replenish it's own mutating cells.
Cordy: Wow! What does this one do?
Giles: It elongates its mouth to engulf its victims head with its incisors.
Cordy: Ouch! Wait, what does this one do?
Giles: It asks endless questions of those with whom it's supposed to be working so that nothing is getting done.
Cordy: Boy, there's a demon for everything.

4 more days!

Wesley had just told her to never resume the Burkle form again. The amount of anger and distress in his eyes had convinced her at the time, but as Illyria made her way to the women’s washroom, she could not help but be intrigued at the events that had just taken place. Just by molding her flesh, she had made one couple ecstatic and sent one man deeper into his depression. It was a power she held, and she couldn’t be expected to not use it.

She entered the lavatory and placed herself in front a mirror. Illyria leaned her head back, closed her eyes, and concentrated on the shell. Let herself assume her appearance, her personality, her voice. She opened her eyes and stared at her reflection. A petite brunette girl stared back at her.

"Howdy, I’m Winifred Burkle." she listened to the words that came from her mouth. That was not her voice, that was the shell’s. It was interesting though. If she had been a mere human, she might have been fooled by this.

"Hi there, my name is Fred. I’m interested in science and have a strange affinity with tacos." she considered searching the shell’s memories for more interests, but decided to practice switching from one mold to the other.

She closed her eyes, and let all of her muscles relax. She knew without even looking that she still resembled the shell, but she was different. Better, if she did say so herself. She let herself do this several times; focus all her energy on adjusting her form, then transforming back. Changing from a perky Texan, whom everyone loved, to something more like what she had been thousands of years ago, and was now a constant reminder of everyone’s failure. She was enjoying the different sensation of the Burkle persona when she heard the door swing open.

"Oh my God...Fred?"

Illyria opened her eyes, but the mirror did not help. She cocked her head to the side, not used to being the one fooled by an image. She turned around to see the blonde one, Harmony, standing before her with her mouth open wide. The absence of the girl’s reflection became clear to her now.

"Fred? Is that really you?" she squealed. "How did you do it?"

Illyria shifted her head upright, then responded with a wide grin. "Harmony! Yes, it’s me! I know, it’s a big surprise." she herself was taken by surprise when the girl ran into her arms and wrapped her into a hug.

"I can’t believe it’s really you! I thought you were dead!" Harmony cried. "I mean, not that there’s anything wrong with being dead, but I thought you were gone! How did it happen?"

This intrigued her. She searched the shell, trying to remember her connection with this vampire. They had gossiped, and made pleasant small talk, but she sensed no deep connection. Illyria felt no obligation to keep up this charade. She pushed away from the vampire, and let her voice return to normal.

"I would imagine a vampire would understand the art of appearing in two faces. Yet you were as easily fooled as mere mortals."

Harmony was taken aback. "Illyria?" she whispered.

"And may I ask you what business you, a vampire, have in here? If I am not mistaken, vampires do not function like humans do." the image of the shell and the voice of Illyria did not belong together, but it intrigued her. It intrigued her how the vampire took to it.

"I was just touching up my makeup. " Harmony was now backing away towards the door.

"You create no reflection."

For the first time, Harmony laughed. "You think I haven’t learned to work around that?" she lowered her voice. "Besides, what are you doing here, looking like Fred, and by the way how are you doing that anyways?" she lightened up slightly when her next thought struck her. "Hey, have you shown Wes yet? I bet he’d love to see her again, granted you change your voice back."

The ignorance of this vampire irritated Illyria, and she let her muscles relax, and discarded the shell’s appearance.

"No. He does not wish for me to assume her appearance again." she pushed past the vampire and swung the door open.

"Illyria, wait!" Harmony started after her.

"I wish to honor his request." As she spoke these words, she knew it was true. Assuming the form of Fred Burkle may be the only power she had, but she did not want to exercise it if it made Wesley unhappy. As she walked down the hallways of the Wolf, Ram and Hart, she wondered what a human would call that emotion.

carebear173 @ 2004-07-16T14:35:00

2004-07-16T20:37:20Z

There was a huge hailstorm here yesterday, the trees falling over, basements getting flooded, a river of water down the streets kind. Actually, it was pretty annoying because it was so loud you couldn’t hear anything. I thought my dog would get scared, but he was actually excited. I will never understand that dog.

In other news, life has been pretty boring. Which sucks, but I have been able to get some quality Buffy watchin in, so you know, it all balances out.

And I feel in need of some B/A love, hence my quote today.

Angel: You walked down the steps, and I loved you.
Buffy: Why?
Angel: Cause I could see your heart. You held it before you for everyone to see. And I worried that it would be bruised or torn. And more than anything in my life I wanted to keep it safe...to warm it with my own.
Buffy: That’s beautiful.....or taken literally, incredibly
gross
Angel: I was just thinking that too.

carebear173 @ 2004-07-14T11:47:00

2004-07-14T17:49:51Z

Back to Highschool Ficathon!

Shopping Buddies: written for aaronlisa
Requirements: Cordelia takes Willow shopping for the Prom. Mentioning of the We-Hate-Cordelia-Club

I hope you like it!

"Cordy, remind me again why I am shopping with you?" Willow asked, examining each dress with fake interest.

Cordelia sighed. "Willow Rosenberg, how many times do I have to explain this to you again? I used to date Xander, and you’re like his best friend. Now if you were to show up at Prom with something like that -" she motioned towards Willow’s current outfit. "Well let’s not cause more humiliation for little old me, all right?"

Willow immediately stared down at her outfit. The lime green skirt and red sweater had seemed cute that morning, but now Cordelia’s words were making her feel self-conscious. Her words had that effect on people.

"Besides.." Cordy ducked her face away. "I usually go shopping with Harm and we aren’t exactly speaking to each other right now. Her and the rest of all my friends." she forced out a laugh, but Willow could hear the pain masked inside. She sighed, envying how this girl could say something so insulting, then immediately make you feel sorry for her.

"All right fine, but lay off my clothes, okay?" there was an awkward silence for a few moments before she spoke again. "I guess I just thought you still hated me for well, everything."

"Yeah well, I guess I’m just turning over a new leaf. We’ll be graduating soon, and Xander is miserable - I think my work in this town is done. Besides, I already ranted to you, before you got all vampy, and well, I think I’ve gotten a lot of my chest."

Willow was about to explain about her vampire alter-ego, but Cordelia was already holding another dress up to her body. She grinned, realizing this cheerleader certainly wouldn’t care.

"Not that I care or anything...but how is Xander?"

"He’s...good. I think. I mean, for awhile back there, he was pretty much ready to start up the club again, but-"

"What club?" Cordy interrupted.

Willow immediately felt her face flush a deep red. Six years of never mentioning the club to her, and she slips up when they might actually be getting along. She hastily attempted to change the subject. "Say, are those shoes over there?"

"What club Willow?" Cordelia asked more forcefully now.

"Listen, we were young, and we had never really gotten along, so Xander and Jesse-"

"Oh my god!" Cordelia interrupted, and Willow rolled her eyes. Just when the two might share an honest moment together, Cordelia was distracted by clothes. Typical. Still, if this dress was the reason she didn’t have to continue her story, she owed a lot to it. Xander would probably worship it.

She held the sparkly black number up to her body, swaying slightly and watching it move. "It’s perfect." she declared. She turned to her companion. "Isn’t it perfect?"

"It’s nice." Willow agreed, hoping that this would mean the day was over.

Cordelia tilted her head to one side, then the other. She twirled around and laughed out loud. Willow couldn’t help but smile. She hadn’t seen Cordy this happy in a long time.

She ducked into a changing room, and emerged several minutes later, wearing the dress. "This is it!" she declared, striking a pose. Willow subtly checked her watch and sighed.

Fifteen minutes later, Cordelia approached the cash register with the dress slung over her arm. She had fretted over how she would wear her hair, before realizing her hair would look great no matter how she wore it.

"And did you find everything you were looking for Miss Chase?" the clerk asked with a sickeningly sweet smile, which widened as she took the girl’s credit card from her. After a moment however, a look of confusion clouded her face. "I’m so sorry Miss Chase, there seems to be something wrong with your account."

Cordelia’s eyebrows raised, and she reached for her card. "What are you talking about? That is my father’s card, and if you are suggesting there would be anything wrong with it, you better be ready to talk to him."

Now her smile had changed to a look of panic. "No, I mean, I’m sure it was just a mistake, I’ll try again."

Willow realized this may be something she was not supposed to hear, and she slowly walked away from the counter. She stood near the door, fingering the jewelry on the rack. Even when Cordelia had been dating her best friend, Willow hadn’t really liked her. She had however, seen a different side of the girl that she had pegged spoiled rotten from day one. She had been on a path to liking her, when Cordy and Xander had broken up. When she had broken them up. After that she assumed Cordelia would never speak to her again. Yet here they were, shopping together. Her train of thought was broken by Cordelia herself, who grabbed her sleeve and pulled her towards the exit.

Willow glanced down, noticing Cordelia’s empty hands. "You didn’t get that dress?" she asked, pulling free from her grip.

Cordelia rolled her eyes. "Yeah right, that K-Mart looking reject? I do still have some dignity Willow."

Willow frowned. "Okay...." she looked back at the counter where the dress now lay, then pushed the door open. "You just seemed to really like it."

Cordelia made a dismissive sound with her tongue. "Please, you’ve got to learn to read between the lines. You act like you like it, then wait for the salesgirl to give you a better offer. Standard rules of shopping. That pathetic store obviously didn’t get my policy." she jerked her thumb towards the ‘April Fools’ sign, then shook her head.

Willow bit her lip, clearly not understanding the politics of shopping. "You are one complicated person Cordy."

Cordelia flashed a grin. "I like to think so. Come on, I have some spare change...we can go get a coffee or something."

The two walked off into the distance, not friends, but not enemies. Just Willow and Cordelia.

Fanfic Help!

2004-07-13T21:58:49Z

Okay, working on a fanfic, and I was wondering....does anyone know how Buffy in the Wishverse got from Cleavland to Sunnydale in one day?

And if she hitched a ride on a plane or something, like Kendra, does anybody know how long it takes to get from the one place to the other?

Also....I saw Anchorman yesterday! So very funny, you all should go see it. Go see it i say!

Ron Burgendy: Ah, I'm in a glass case of emotion!