I'm back. And feeling better. More clear-headed. It's good. I feel good.
And Connor's birthday is in eight days! In case anybody wanted to get him presents. I'm just saying. My kid's gonna be 21
or at least that's what we're saying, I'm not sure we'll ever know how old he really is between the time stuff and the portals and the memory dumps, pretty sure he deserves some cool swag for that.
...I shouldn't say "swag," should I? It's like that time I told Gunn he'd be tripping out when he saw the ballet -- although in my defense, he
was tripping out when he saw it. He said so himself, you can ask him!
[Filter: Angel Investigations affiliated (Wesley, Fred, Gunn, Spike, Connor, Faith) plus Darla, Dorian Gray & Sam Winchester.]Speaking of presents, I brought some stuff back from the Catskills for you guys. Books, mostly, some incense,
deity pendants for the women, and
door mantras for everyone -- you place it above your doorway for protection from harm (I won't be offended if you decide not to use it, but around here we need all the help we can get). A few pieces of artwork from the monastery, which was demon-free this time, thankfully. Stop by the apartment at some point this week if you can.
Oh, and we're having a birthday party for Connor next week at our place. Nothing big, just friends and family, but you're all invited
if you promise you can play nice with Darla. And anyone else Connor wants there, of course. Does the 19th work for everybody? Otherwise we could do it this weekend, or maybe next depending on my work schedule. I'm gonna bake a cake, I know none of you want to miss that.
[Filter: Dorian Gray]Greenhouse offered me the job. I start Friday. Thanks again for setting up those interviews.