It's been too bloody quiet since last weekend. And if I've learned one thing in all my years, it's that when those three are quiet something bad is inevitable.
One out one to go. Vampires. Real vampires. Who the hell deals with vampires and why aren't they being dealt with? A later edit added: Before anyone else gets their panties in a bunch, I'm not talking about every single vampire in the history of ever. Only the ones out there kidnapping and torturing people.
I'm a college graduate. And the proud owner of a new house. And am showered in little blue boxes full of jewelry. And a six pack of beer. And I had the loudest group at graduation and I didn't even screw up my speech not once. I got a fancy dinner and a good buzz.
And I proposed to my boyfriend and he said yes. I wonder if I should divorce him before I marry him again.