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  <title>The Journal of One Buffy Crazed Gal</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2003 18:01:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So, it&apos;s been really busy at work these last couple of weeks.  I&apos;m not gonna complain &apos;cause I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; me some bonuses!  Well, I was actually complaining (silently &amp; to myself) yesterday because I couldn&apos;t finish reading my book between calls &amp; customers!  How rude of those needy people, you say?  I agree.  What?  Do they think that I get paid to help them or something?  Okay, I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;, but that&apos;s besides the point.  The point being the book was fascinating and their questions were not.  I did, however, manage to finish it and now I&apos;m jonesin&apos; for the next one in the series.  I put a hold on it at the library, but apparently there are rude people out there too who think they should get to read it before me.  Hmpf!  I&apos;m almost tempted to just go &amp; buy it.  Laurell K Hamilton has written one of the most riveting characters in Anita Blake.  I have to admit that although Buffy will hold the number one place in my heart when it comes to vampire slayers, Anita Blake is a super badass that you can&apos;t help but love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2003 14:09:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay, so I go home last night &amp; turn on FX to see what &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; ep is playing and it&apos;s OMWF.  Isn&apos;t this the first time that they&apos;ve played it as a repeat?  Of course, I only caught the tail-end of it.  Thank God for Ebay and VCDs!  Anyway, watching it made me all sentimental for the good ole days of the Scoobies and I started listening to the soundtrack.  Well, I didn&apos;t actually start listening to it until this morning in the car, but that&apos;s not the point.  The point is that now I&apos;m all sad again.  What is Xander going to do without Anya?  Are they going to do any appearances on &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; so the characters we lost (by death) can get a little of the mourning time they deserve?  I felt so cheated by that last episode.  &quot;That&apos;s my girl, always doing the stupid thing.&quot;  The hell?  Is that all he can say about the only woman that he ever truly loved?  And Buffy, she didn&apos;t even she a tear for Spike!  What&apos;s up with that? Ugh!  I&apos;m ranting aren&apos;t I?  I&apos;ll shut up in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until last night, all the great fanfic out there that has carried on where Joss decided to leave us hanging has kept me satisfied.  But, it just hit me today that it really is over.  *wipes away a tear*  Now what I am going to do?  Shut up.  &lt;i&gt;No&lt;/i&gt;, I don&apos;t have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  And then the other night I was thinking about how Spike didn&apos;t believe that Buffy really loved him even though she finally told him.  But, why wouldn&apos;t he believe?  Didn&apos;t that girl in the &quot;Helpless&quot; episode tell him, &quot;she&apos;ll tell you.  Someday.  She&apos;ll tell you.&quot;?  That should have told us right then that she truly loved him.  Well, we already knew that, but it shoulda made it obvious to him.  Hmph!  Stupid Spike!  Why did you have to die!?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2003 15:08:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You Know You Have No Life When...</title>
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  <description>Okay.  So, last night I was laying in bed, trying to fall asleep, and I couldn&apos;t stop thinking about having to change a password on one of my computers today.  I kept going through different ways I could arrange the initials of my name and those of Tracy&apos;s and Ashlyn&apos;s names.  I discovered that the first initials from our first names and that of our last name spells THAT.  Hmm.  Neat.  Then I was thinking about their initials alone and realized that it was T &amp; A.  *channels Beavis &amp; Butthead*  Huh huh!  I said T&amp;A.  Then I discovered something new about myself.  Apparently, I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; T&amp;A!  Who knew!  Also found out that, yes, I am indeed still 12.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2003 14:57:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>False Spoiler, But Good Idea</title>
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  <description>I just read this a few minutes ago.  I, being the sucker that I am, believed it at first.  But, according to everyone else and, supposedly, Joss himself, it&apos;s not true.  Damn!  It seems pretty feasible to me.  Could he be trying to throw us off the trail again?  Anyway, I&apos;ve decided to post it &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for those who are interested in a good story.TEASER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. SUNNYDALE -- DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTABLISHING SHOT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire town is QUAKING and CRUMBLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERIMPOSE: &apos;Sunnydale. May 2003.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. CAVERN -- CONTINUOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cavern is collapsing. Debris is falling all around. We see SPIKE, wearing the amulet, pinned. BUFFY stands next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Gotta move, lamb. I think it&apos;s fair to say school&apos;s out for the bloody summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUFFY&lt;br /&gt;Spike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;I mean it. I gotta do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy takes her own hand, interlocks it with his frozen hand. A moment, and both hands burst into flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hold close on the two of them, ignoring the flames, looking at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUFFY&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment. He smiles kindly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;No you don&apos;t. But thanks for saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big quake rocks them. Spike pushes her away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE (cont&apos;d)&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s your world up there. Now GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks at him -- and bolts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks back at the destruction in front of him, smiles wickedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE (cont&apos;d)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see how it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. SUNNYDALE HIGH SCHOOL - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy heads up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. CAVERN - DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike is still smiling--LAUGHING even--as he is eaten from inside by the power. The world falls away from beneath him, when suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...HE IS CONSUMED BY A BRIGHT, BLINDING LIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITEOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE INTO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- WHITE ROOM -- LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POV of an unseen figure, prone on his/her back, staring at the white ceiling of the room. We hear HEAVY BREATHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face of FRED comes into frame, looking down at the prone figure. She is wearing a white lab coat. Her eyes peer toward someone O.S. in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;How did he get here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&apos;s face appears in frame, opposite FRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;Greyhound maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;(OS)&lt;br /&gt;It was the amulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY appears in frame as well, looking down sternly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;The cleansing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;Wait. You know this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;I know OF him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. FRED, WESLEY, and GUNN turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The POV shot ends. We see an OVER-THE-SHOULDER SHOT of ANGEL of FRED, WESLEY, and GUNN in the b.g., blocking any view of the prone individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE on ANGEL, who stares piercingly toward the prone figure (who is still unseen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY, GUNN, and FRED step aside as a fast DOLLY SHOT closes in on the prone SPIKE--wearing only the amulet--as he groggily turns in the direction of ANGEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(weakly)&lt;br /&gt;Oh...bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACKOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF TEASER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACT ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- MEDICAL OBSERVATION DECK -- DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see over the shoulders of ANGEL and LORNE as they look through a glass window at an examing room below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE--annoyed but willing--is sitting on a table wearing a hospital gown. He is being poked and prodded by a team of WOLFRAM AND HART SCIENTISTS (including KNOX) and MYSTICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE&lt;br /&gt;So what&apos;s up with you and Mr. Blonde, Angelfood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&apos;s eyes cut a hole through SPIKE, who peers up briefly then turns his attention to the SCIENTISTS and MYSTICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;I was his sire. &lt;br /&gt;(thinks)&lt;br /&gt;Well...once removed. Sorta like his grandpa I guess. &lt;br /&gt;(turns away)&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve known him for over a century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE&lt;br /&gt;I see. One of your &apos;oldest and dearest friends.&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL pauses, reflects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSERT: Brief clip of SPIKE and ANGEL--as friends--&apos;partying&apos; in the 19th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;We had our moments. Killed a lotta people together. Shared a flat.&lt;br /&gt;(BEAT)&lt;br /&gt;Guess you could call it a love/hate thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSERT: SPIKE beating ANGEL down with a fire poker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE senses something. Knows something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE&lt;br /&gt;AND...you were in love with the same woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL says nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE&lt;br /&gt;It was Buffy wasn&apos;t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL starts to exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t hafta TALK about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(shouts out)&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wanna SING about it either, Lorne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORNE grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- EXAMINING ROOM -- LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNOX sticks a syringe into SPIKE&apos;s arm. He flinches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Y&apos;know a vampire sacrifices his LIFE to save the world and you&apos;d THINK he might get a little bit of respect to bloody show for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(OS as he enters)&lt;br /&gt;Whatta you want us to do, Spike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL walks toward SPIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Build a cathedral in your honor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that...or maybe a simple milkshake would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL pulls a wad of cash out of his pocket and hands it to SCIENTIST #1. SPIKE takes notice of the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Get him a milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENTIST #1&lt;br /&gt;What flavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(stares at SCIENTIST #1)&lt;br /&gt;Bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENTIST #1 nods as if to say &quot;Ah,&quot; then starts to exit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Actually...I could sorta go for chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL and SCIENTIST #1 exchange glances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(shrugs)&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENTIST #1 exits. SPIKE then begins to speak rather loudy to no one in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;d LIKE to have some clothes that don&apos;t rob me of my demonic dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(smirks)&lt;br /&gt;Guess you lost that cool wardrobe of yours in the disaster, huh Spike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, it tends to happen when the entire town gets sucked into the mouth of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(nods)&lt;br /&gt;Speakin&apos; of which...how&apos;d you do it? How exactly DID you pull that one off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Oh, like you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;I AM sorta curious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Is that right? Good. Then I&apos;ll TALK when I&apos;m not wearing a GOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL turns to SCIENTIST #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Get him some clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENTIST #2 nods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- ANGEL&apos;S OFFICE -- DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE buckles up his pants and puts on a T-shirt. ANGEL leans on his desk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&apos;s eyes light up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;She made it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...but she said YOU didn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT. SPIKE starts to exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL stops him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;No you don&apos;t Spike. Not until I figure out why you&apos;re still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Oh, reeaaally? And are we sure that&apos;s the reason now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;What other reason would there be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(SNICKER)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE looks ANGEL straight in the eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;You know I was there, right? The night in the vineyard with Caleb and the scythe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;I know. I smelled you. Felt you watching us.&lt;br /&gt;(BEAT)&lt;br /&gt;Musta pissed you off when she kissed me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;You mean when YOU kissed HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;To-may-toe. Tah-mah-toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(giddy)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, look&apos;a&apos;choo. It&apos;s eating you up, isn&apos;t it? The great brooding Santa Claus...all one-upped at his own game. The girl sent YOU away and chose ME to be her champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re delusional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Am I now?&lt;br /&gt;(holds amulet)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn&apos;t see you there...takin&apos; down The First now did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;(holds out hand)&lt;br /&gt;Give me the amulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;You heard me. It&apos;s Wolfram and Hart property. It belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE tucks the amulet inside his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Then I&apos;ll just take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL starts to reach for SPIKE&apos;s neck. SPIKE grabs ANGEL&apos;s arm. They eye each other intently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENTIST #1&lt;br /&gt;(OS)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Angel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL and SPIKE turn. SCIENTIST #1 is standing in the doorway, holding a milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENTIST #1&lt;br /&gt;Milkshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE looks at ANGEL. They exchange knowing glances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;I did save the world you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL closes his eyes. He SIGHS, then shoves SPIKE&apos;s arm aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- LOBBY -- LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL, FRED, GUNN, WESLEY, and LORNE stand by as SPIKE consumes his milkshake. ANGEL seems annoyed. The others are just mildly confused. WOLFRAM AND HART WORKERS move about busily behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE SLURPS the shake through a straw, then removes the lid from the cup and uses the straw to stir the contents of the cup before putting the straw down on a nearby desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, he picks up a plastic spoon, inserts it into the cup and eats a little of the shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone stares silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE dabs his mouth with a napkin, then turns the cup upside down and taps the bottom so that the ice cream oozes into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he re-inserts the straw and makes one last SLURPING sound before he lets out a satisfied SIGH. He then tosses the cup into a garbage can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(turns to ANGEL)&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- OFFICE LOUNGE -- DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE and ANGEL CRASH through a glass window. OFFICE WORKERS scurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED, WESLEY, and GUNN, along with other employees, rush to observe as SPIKE and ANGEL battle tooth and nail, exchanging blows and kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL swings. SPIKE grabs a coffee pot. ANGEL punches it, SHATTERING the glass. SPIKE then hits him with a spinning heel kick, driving him into the microwave oven cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE charges and ANGEL ducks. SPIKE punches a hole through the microwave door. It explodes and SPIKE&apos;s hand is momentarily trapped. ANGEL seizes the opportunity and goes for the amulet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Gimme the amulet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Bite me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE whacks ANGEL with his free elbow, knocking him backwards. SPIKE then pulls his trapped hand out and advances with a JOYOUS SCREAM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- LOBBY -- CONTINUOUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE backs ANGEL into the lobby with a flurry of punches. ANGEL takes him down with a legsweep, mounts him, and starts driving in a series of quick palm shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED, WESLEY, and GUNN watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;So this is what an Angel family reunion looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Apparently so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;Hate to see em after a coupla six packs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;Oh please. This is nothing compared to my Uncle Buddy and Aunt Jean from Waco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY and GUNN stare at each other as FRED continues to watch the fight. They shake it off and turn toward ANGEL and SPIKE as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE monkeyflips ANGEL off of him, kips up, and looks at ANGEL, who stands with his vampire face on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Time to put on your game face, William.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(smiles)&lt;br /&gt;I thought you&apos;d never ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE tries to put on his vamp face--letting out a weak cat-like GROWL--but to no avail. He&apos;s confused but tries again. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s that? A furball caught&apos;n your throat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE feels his canine teeth, perplexed as to why his fangs haven&apos;t appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Bollocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL tackles SPIKE and drives him out of frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL mounts SPIKE once again and nails him with a series of right crosses. He then reaches down and yanks the amulet from his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL stands, returns to human mode, and smiles. A job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;There. That wasn&apos;t so hard now was it, Spike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hear OS GASPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s wrong with him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY, GUNN, and FRED rush to SPIKE, who is GASPING for air and turning blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never seen anything like this from a vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY looks up at ANGEL, who is staring at the amulet, which is now glowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Angel, the amulet. I think he NEEDS it. He&apos;s dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;Angel?! He saved the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL hesitates, then finally tosses the amulet in the direction of SPIKE, who grabs it and clutches it. SPIKE&apos;s blue skin returns to normal and he starts to BREATH regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;It worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;His breathing is returning to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT. FRED looks up at WESLEY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Breathing?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED and WESLEY look to each other, then to GUNN, and finally to ANGEL, who already gets the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL, with purpose in mind, heads toward a giant wall mirror (which doesn&apos;t cast his reflection) and rips it from its hinges. He takes it and holds it in front of SPIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE CASTS A REFLECTION! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE looks at himself in the mirror. At first there&apos;s a look of shock in his eyes, then joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL, still holding the mirror, turns away in mild disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. WOLFRAM AND HART -- BOARDROOM -- LATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL, SPIKE, FRED, WESLEY, LORNE, and GUNN are seated around the board table. LILAH enters, carrying a briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;(smiles devilishly)&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well. Look at this. You&apos;re already calling your first board meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn&apos;t have contacted you if it wasn&apos;t urgent, Lilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH puts her briefcase down on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;You know, Wes, for a buncha people who spent so many years trying to get rid of me, it seems like you just can&apos;t get enough these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;d you come up with, Lilah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;(removes documents from briefcase)&lt;br /&gt;Well, Knox was right. Spike really is...well, Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(mutters under breath)&lt;br /&gt;Told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;We ran his DNA against the samples taken when he was a prisoner of the government Initiative. It matches up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;And how do you explain the reflection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;Well see, that&apos;s the tricky part. While the tests prove conclusively that this really is William the Bloody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAT as everyone soaks in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;...there isn&apos;t a trace of vampire in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;Huh? How is that possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, we don&apos;t fully understand the powers of the amulet. Just that it maintains &apos;cleansing properties&apos; and if used in an uncontrolled environment, could cause &apos;interesting&apos; side effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Shanshu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Shanshu. It&apos;s an ancient prophecy about a vampire with a soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL and SPIKE cut the snake eye at one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;When that souled vampire fulfills his destiny--whatever that may be--he becomes human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;(softly)&lt;br /&gt;Wait...are you telling me that I&apos;m...human? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE GASPS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;Okay that explains that, BUT...if Spike&apos;s human now...why wasn&apos;t Angel able to kick his ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I was doing a pretty damn good job of it before he...&lt;br /&gt;(sarcastically)&lt;br /&gt;...needed his inhaler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;No, she&apos;s right. As bad as you was, Angel, that boy was hangin&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to Willow about what happened in Sunnydale with The First. She mentioned something about a joining spell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Buffy and Faith...they shared their powers with the Potentials. Made em all Slayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;So when the &apos;cleansing&apos; began...did you--I dunno--TOUCH Buffy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL reacts to the thought of SPIKE and BUFFY touching. BEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSERT: FLASHBACK to BUFFY and SPIKE interlocking hands. The flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE&lt;br /&gt;She held on to me. There was fire.&lt;br /&gt;(BEAT)&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve never felt anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILAH&lt;br /&gt;Then might I suggest that we have a bit of an anomaly on our hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRED&lt;br /&gt;What kind of anomaly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Well it would seem--and this is just an educated guess--that for the first time in recorded history...we now have a male slayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUNN&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE and ANGEL sit at attention, completely stunned by this news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WESLEY&lt;br /&gt;Spike...you&apos;re a vampire slayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIKE and ANGEL let this soak in. BEAT. SPIKE is somewhat overwelmed. ANGEL gets a sheepish grin on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&apos;s kinda girly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACKOUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF ACT ONE&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>I am such a dork.  I was on my way to work this morning.  Just driving along minding my own business when I saw a minivan with one of those wiper things on the rear window.  I&apos;ve always made fun of those because, really, who needs to wipe rain off the back window.  Then I started thinking to myself that, ya know, that would be really helpful in the mornings for me when the windows are all wet with condensation...duh!  That&apos;s what they&apos;re for, doofus!  Not for rain.  Like I said, I&apos;m a dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m feeling all sappy about Buffy &amp; Spike.  Hence the song stuck in my head that I heard this morning.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2003 15:47:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What&apos;s Up With The Happy?</title>
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  <description>I seem to be in an exceptionally happy mood today.  There&apos;s a bounce in my step and all that jazz.  Strange thing is...I don&apos;t have a reason for it.  The weather&apos;s really crappy today.  Dark, damp &amp; hot.  Ashlyn &amp; I were running late this morning and it wasn&apos;t until I started my car that I realized my tank was on empty.  When we got to the store the only pump available didn&apos;t accept ATM cards.  I had to run inside (which made us later than we already were) and stand in line only to find out that my card wouldn&apos;t read because it got put in the dryer last week and was bent.  Damn!  It worked fine last night at Walmart!  I made the poor man try it, like, 4 or 5 times.  Thankfully, it finally worked.  $10 in gas and a 30 minute trip to town later, Ashlyn was finally in school and I was at work.  On time.  A miracle in itself,that.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the beginning of our day was enough to put most normal people in a foul mood.  Yet, here I am.  Smiling.  Go figure.  Not to mention I still haven&apos;t gotten over the whole Buffy being over thing.  Spike&apos;s truly dead (pending Shan-Shu) and &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; doesn&apos;t start for who knows how long.  I really should be in a more depressed frame of mind.  Instead here I am spreading the sunshine. ;)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2003 19:04:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Color Me Sad</title>
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  <description>I know that it&apos;s been a long while since I&apos;ve written anything.  I just haven&apos;t felt motivated.  I originally started this journal due to reading the journals of other Buffy worshippers.  I kept it up to date because I was in a constant state of anxiety over what would happen next and I liked to talk about it.  The fact that the story is ending doesn&apos;t inspire me much.  I&apos;ve pretty much given up on the hope that Spike and Buffy will be together in the end.  What more was there to live for? *sigh*  Buffily speaking, of course.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fact that I could probably be diagnosed as clinically depressed things aren&apos;t so bad in my world.  I finally got rid of that last nasty cold that I had.  It took 6 weeks to shake it, but shaken it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;m off to sulk about the suckiness of the finale.  Or.  The show being final.  Whatever.  The end of the series, not the suckiness of the actual episode itself.  Haven&apos;t seen it.  Wouldn&apos;t know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2003 15:22:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Is It Time To Go Home Yet?</title>
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  <description>In case you&apos;re wondering or dying of curiosity...yes, I&apos;m still sick.  Not nearly so as I was last week &amp; even on Sunday.  But, for some reason, this headache is still hanging on &amp; every time I cough I&apos;m reminded of how badly it actually hurts.  I&apos;m hoping to get rid of it completely before this weekend &amp; the family reunion.  If not, I may have to forgo visiting those relatives I call acquaintances.  Oh well.  There are a few people that&apos;ll be there that I&apos;d really like to see.  Also, no one on that side of the family ever gets to see Ashlyn very much.  So, it would be nice if I could go if only for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been pretty good other than the whole ouch in my head.  We got up early to take Ashlyn for her two year checkup.  She was such an angel the whole time.  I think that this is the first visit we&apos;ve ever had that she didn&apos;t shed a single tear.  She never even acted unhappy to be there.  She allowed the doctor to look in her ear &amp; then turned her head &amp; said &quot;that one&quot; meaning it was time to check her second ear.  At this point of the visit she&apos;s normally screaming &amp; crying to be let down.  She did everything the doctor asked from turning &amp; letting her listen to her heart &amp; lungs to showing her how she could walk on her tiptoes.  Dr. Satori made the comment that she hasn&apos;t seen a 2 year old behave this well in a long time.  Needless to say I was a very proud mama.  Thankfully, her good mood continued all the way to her preschool.  She waved goodbye &amp; was showing her teacher her doll &amp; blanket.  Are we over the stage where she&apos;s afraid of the doctor finally or was this a fluke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My headache is starting to subside thanks to extra strength generic Tylenol.  Now I&apos;m starving.  Now the question is:  what can I eat that&apos;s gonna be good &amp; stay within my points?  Hmmm...I&apos;ll let you know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2003 20:45:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friday!  Squee!</title>
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  <description>I am so excited by the fact that it&apos;s Friday.  This is the first Saturday in a long line of Saturdays that I can actually relax.  No yard sale this weekend.  No plans at all other than laying about &amp; acting completely lazy.  &apos;Course, I&apos;m sure that Ashlyn will find something to keep my time occupied.  Actually, I&apos;ll probably take her over to my parents house to play on the swing set.  Mom &amp; Dad are at the beach &amp; we don&apos;t have a swing set as of yet.  I know how much Ashlyn likes being outside &amp; there&apos;s nothing for her to do or play with at her own home.  How sad are we as parents for not having more outside toys for her?  I promise, it is on our list of things to buy, right after our bedroom furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better this afternoon than I&apos;ve felt in a couple of days.  I&apos;m still really congested &amp; coughing my head off.  I think my nose may be falling off any day now from the constant wiping.  Trust me, I wouldn&apos;t miss it at this point.  Ashlyn seems to be feeling a lot better now also.  I haven&apos;t had to wipe her nose or give her medicine in over a week.  Tracy seems to be on the same path.  He&apos;s getting better every day.  Hopefully, we won&apos;t pass it around for a 2nd bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlyn&apos;s school was closed today for Good Friday.  How hokey is that?  Who closes a business for Good Friday.  I understand that it&apos;s a religious holiday, but it&apos;s not something that everyone recognizes.  So, Ashlyn is staying with her Aunt Kandace today.  She was so excited when I told her that she would be spending the day with Hunter &amp; Peyton.  It was one of the first questions she asked when she was eating breakfast.  &quot;See Sissy &amp; Hunter?&quot; she asked her Daddy with a mouthful of eggs &amp; sausage.  It was sooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kandace is bringing all the lil munchkins into town with her this afternoon &amp; meeting me here at the office.  From there we&apos;re going to the mall to see the Easter Bunny &amp; have a picture taken.  That is, if there aren&apos;t any tears involved.  Ashlyn really didn&apos;t care for Santa a few months back.  We&apos;ll see.  After that I&apos;m sure we&apos;ll get something to eat.  Hopefully, Chic-Fil-A.  I can count points there.  Anything else &amp; I might blow it.  &apos;Course, Kandace started WW this week too.  So, I know that she&apos;s gonna want to be good right along with me.  That should make it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a safe &amp; happy Easter.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2003 20:29:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This One&apos;s For Na</title>
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  <description>Spike&apos;s Narrative:  (high voice) &quot;How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hunk of a night thing?  (low voice) No need, little lady, your tears of gratitude are enough for me.  You see, I was once a bad ass vampire, but love and a pesky curse de-fanged me.  Now, I&apos;m just a big, fluffy puppy with bad teeth.  (She steps closer to Angel and he steps back warding her off with his hands) No, not the hair!  Never the hair!  (high voice) But there must be someway I can show my appreciation.  (low voice) No, helping those in need&apos;s my job, - and working up a load of sexual tension and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough!  (high voice) I understand.  I have a nephew who is gay, so...  (low voice)  Say no more.  Evil&apos;s still afoot!  And I&apos;m almost out of that Nancy-boy hair-gel that I like so much.  Quickly, to the Angel-mobile, away!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.  And...&quot;Donkey demon?  I didn&apos;t see &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; about a donkey demon!&quot; - Cordelia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rolling on the floor laughing*</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2003 19:48:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Have I Mentioned I Hate Being Sick?</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe that I can&apos;t shake this cold thing.  I haven&apos;t been sick this long in a quite awhile.  I still have the congestion, a cough, headache &amp; all around yucks.  I&apos;m not the only one.  Hubby &amp; the lil one are sick feeling on the icky side too.  Which makes for a not really fun family right now.  I woke up this morning around 3am and it felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest.  Ya know?  I couldn&apos;t take a deep breath &amp; when I tried to it felt like my lungs were bruised.  Did I get my butt kicked by someone &amp; forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it&apos;s supposed to rain tonight.  That would be good and bad.  Good because Tracy would be home early &amp; bad because he wouldn&apos;t be able to get that overtime that he wants so badly.  I will be so glad to get these last couple of &quot;new house&quot; bills out of the way.  &apos;Course, then all our money will go to getting the yard prettied up &amp; furnishing our bedroom.  Yard first, I guess.  No one ever sees the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is my mother-in-law&apos;s birthday &amp; we have no idea what to get for her.  She is not an easy lady to buy for.  I think I&apos;m gonna go to the mall &amp; get her a bunch of froo-froo bath stuff.  Her bathroom&apos;s always filled with half empty bottles of pretty smelling things.  I just hope I pick out something that she likes.  I know she won&apos;t go to the mall to return it if she doesn&apos;t.  That would be a waste.  On the bright side we &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; taking her to dinner at a restaurant that she likes.  That can&apos;t go wrong can it?  Hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I missed recording the first 5-10 minutes of &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; last night.  I invited Kandace to bring the kids by to play &amp; completely forgot to finish setting the VCR.  My fault.  I haven&apos;t had a chance to watch what did record.  I&apos;m just praying that Faith didn&apos;t show up in the teaser because that&apos;s the only part that I missed.  I wish that they showed a repeat of current episodes on another channel. *cough*FX*cough*  They show old repeats.  Why not the newer ones?  I&apos;ll tell you why.  Because the suck!  Oh well.  At the rate that they&apos;re putting out the DVDs, we&apos;ll have this season in a year or so.  I guess I can wait that long.  If not, there&apos;s always Ebay &amp; VCDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight.  I go home, watch the rest of the show from last night in time to record &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; tonight.  The good thing about this show is it comes on in three different time zones on my Dishnetwork.  If I miss one there&apos;s sure to be one following right behind.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2003 16:26:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Hate Being Sick</title>
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  <description>Well, it&apos;s official, I am sick.  I was hoping that yesterday&apos;s sniffles would have been the end of it.  But, I woke up with a low grade fever around 3am this morning &amp; still couldn&apos;t breathe.  The alarm clock didn&apos;t go off &amp; I woke up an hour &amp; a half later than I should have which put me in an even worse mood.  I hate being rushed as much as I hate being sick.  Put the two of them together and you have a very unhappy girl.  Thankfully, Tracy helped me get Ashlyn ready for school.  I had already decided to drag my sorry ass to work.  At least for as long as I could stay awake &amp; coherent.  I pumped myself full of vitamins &amp; cold-stopping drugs &amp; plopped my behind at my desk.  I&apos;m thankful that my day hasn&apos;t been as bad as I originally anticipated.  Other than the inability to pull oxygen in through my nasal cavity, things aren&apos;t so bad.  I think the drugs are working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t get to see &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; last night.  I did tape it, however, and will watch it tonight once the little one goes to sleep.  Hopefully, I&apos;ll be feeling like myself tomorrow.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2003 16:40:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Spoiler Free Is Me!</title>
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  <description>Okay, I have decided, after much deliberation, that I will not, I refuse to, I am adamant that I won&apos;t read the spoiler for the last episode of &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt;.  It&apos;s going to be hard, but I feel that I have a good support system, &quot;Freak&quot; that I am (thanks, Na).  I will just have to wait it out like everyone else.  God!  Am I actually saying this?  Yes, yes I am.  No more spoilery-ness for me. ~sweating~  I swear. ~breaking out in hives~ This shouldn&apos;t be all that hard.  I didn&apos;t even know what a spoiler was until last season. ~sobbing~ Why does it have to end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.  I am so excited about our trip to Seaworld this weekend.  I know that Ashlyn is young, but I think that she&apos;ll enjoy it.  For a couple of hours anyway.  That&apos;s what the hotel is for, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I was all freaked out because I went to the grocery store to get milk &amp; when I came home looked at the clock.  I panicked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;Tray:  Tuesday.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Damn!  Damn, damn, damn!&lt;br /&gt;Tray:  What&apos;s wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Buffy was on tonight!  That&apos;s what!&lt;br /&gt;Tray:  I&apos;m sorry.  If I&apos;da known, I would&apos;ve gone to the store.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  ~sulking~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, today, it hit me that it was just a rerun.  At least, according to Buffyworld, it was a rerun.  I hope that it was a rerun.  Faith will be back on the next new episode.  It would suck to miss one of the last 5 eps of my show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.  My day is going by quickly.  Something that&apos;s always of the good.  I&apos;m trying to remember to stop by Na&apos;s tonight to pick up the air mattress that she&apos;s going to loan me.  I promise, Na, I will try to remember.  You may want to call me on my cell around 5:30 just to be on the safe side.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2003 20:43:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dammit!</title>
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  <description>I knew it!  I should know better than to get my hopes up where Joss is concerned.  Needless to say, I won&apos;t have a clue what&apos;s going to happen until it actually happens.  I can&apos;t imagine things turning around to please me in the very last episode in the very last season ever.  Why?  Why can&apos;t they just be together &amp; be happy, Joss?  Angel sucks! Well, at least where Buffy is concerned he does.  He should&apos;ve just stayed in LA!  Damn him!  Is that redundant?  You know, him already being a demon and all?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this makes no sense to those of you who are spoiler free.  Not that anyone reads this other than the 2 people I have listed as friends.  But, I couldn&apos;t be more depressed if these characters actually existed in the real world.  It&apos;s a sad, cruel truth that my world practically revolves around this show.  Other than my husband &amp; daughter, of course.  But, I must admit that the latter sometimes falls asleep in my lap while watching the show.  How sad is it that I can&apos;t pull myself away for 15 minutes to lay down with her until she falls asleep?  Yes, I still have to lay with her.  Don&apos;t knock it, it&apos;s better than having to rock a 2 year old to sleep!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2003 20:12:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SQUEE!</title>
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  <description>Look out &apos;shippers!  Spuffy ahead!  I couldn&apos;t resist.  I had to read the new spoilers that Buffyworld just posted recently.  And, may I just say...I don&apos;t know what to say!  I&apos;m too excited to even form comprehensible thoughts much less put something into actual words.  Buffy &amp; Spike.  Spike and Buffy.  It doesn&apos;t matter what order you put it in, it just seems to fit.  Apparently, Joss thinks so too.  I may be reading more into the one paragraph I just read, but I got so excited I had to come here &amp; post before I read anymore.  Who knows?  I may be back in a few minutes looking for someone to console me.  I hope someone has an available shoulder.  ~prays silently~ Please don&apos;t let me need one!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2003 21:37:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Duh!</title>
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  <description>In all of my excitement over my new CD &amp; such, it never even occurred to me that I didn&apos;t post anything about the most recent ep of &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt;.  My, my.  I must say that Cordy makes an excellent evil gal.  I also loved Darla coming back to try &amp; save her boy, Connor.  And, can I just say, eww to the blood letting of the innocent virgin girl.  And then follow that up with a &apos;the hell?&apos; with the full grow Cordy/Connor baby who is obviously of African-American origin?  ~squints in pain~  I don&apos;t understand.  Also?  She didn&apos;t look all grr-argh when she was smiling sweetly at Angel &amp; Connor.  And?  They seemed to know her already.  ~sigh of frustration~  I guess there&apos;s nothing to do but wait until Joss deems it necessary for us of the lesser knowledge to understand the intricate workings of his brilliant mind.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2003 15:53:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friday Is Here!  Yippee!</title>
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  <description>First of all, I must shout out a very happy birthday to &lt;a href=&quot;http://http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=alykatscratch/&quot;&gt;Alysia!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was up for the better part of the night figuring out how to use my new computer.  Or, at least, the CD burner part of my new computer.  I never realized exactly how computer illiterate I am!  But, after much determination &amp; cursing, I finally discovered how to download songs from Kazaa &amp; burn them onto a CD.  It amazes me that it takes hours to download a few songs, but only seconds to burn them.  I am now (well, not right this minute) enjoying a new CD comprised of totally sappy love songs.  I&apos;ve also discovered a new crush in Billy Dean.  Who knew he could be so hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a generous &amp; giving LJ user &amp; one other website (just as generous) I finally have an icon to use.  Yay!  I love my new pictures that I have set up. Also?  I need to renew my acct to paid status so I can add more Spuffy-rific pictures to use.  I&apos;ll do that when I get home tonight.  If, that is, I have time in between downloading all my new songs for CDs.  I am so excited to be able to make my own CDs.  And of the free variety is a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect that I&apos;ll be very busy today since it&apos;s Friday.  Mondays &amp; Fridays are always the busiest of the week.  Hopefully people will take it easy on me since I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait until cheat day tomorrow.  I&apos;ll be snackin&apos; on nachos &amp; listening to Freak Nasty doing &quot;Da Dip&quot;!  WooHoo!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2003 18:53:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things Are Quiet For Now</title>
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  <description>I can&apos;t believe how quiet the office has been for the last hour.  But, now that I&apos;ve actually commented on that fact, it&apos;s sure to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dick just left for the day.  With Tina out on vacation this week, it&apos;s just me!  Yippee!  But, I&apos;ve done all the paperwork that I can possible due &amp; now I&apos;m afraid I&apos;m going to get bored.  I wish I had brought a book with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened since I updated last.  Other than:  New &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; tonight!  I can&apos;t wait to see what happens when Faith comes back!  She should be back tonight since Willow went to fetch her on last week&apos;s show.  Also, can&apos;t wait to find out how they handle Evil-Cordy tomorrow on &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt;.  It should be interesting.  What&apos;s going to happen if The WB doesn&apos;t renew their contract for next season?  I can only imagine that there&apos;ll be a lot of loose ends that don&apos;t get tied.  Like Angel&apos;s Shanshu, Cordy going all ggrr-arghh and the Wesley-Fred-Gunn triangle among other things.  How could they cancel the show &amp; leave everything hanging like that?  *crosses fingers* I hope they don&apos;t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ve started to panic about the Buffster being canceled.  It&apos;s the one show that I really can&apos;t live without.  &lt;i&gt;Charmed&lt;/i&gt; is great and &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; is better, but &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; is the one show that I can absolutely never miss.  What am I going to do?  I guess I&apos;ll just have to live off of my DVDs.  I wonder how long it will take before I go crazy watching the same shows over and over.  And how am I going to get my Spike-fix for the week?  Please, please, Joss, create a spin off that includes him.  No, wait.  That would mean that he &amp; Buffy didn&apos;t end up together.  Never mind.  I want them to be together more than I want a Spike-fix.  Please let Spike get his &quot;Shanshu&quot; on before the end of the series.  How cool would it be for him to become human. marry Buffy, buy a house with the white pickett fence &amp; have babies together?  Okay, I know that&apos;s a little far-fetched with there only being 4 or 5 shows left.  But, a girl can dream, can&apos;t she?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2003 16:19:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Good Weekend Was Had By All</title>
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  <description>I think this is the first Monday (in a long line of Mondays) that I haven&apos;t been completely exhausted when I walked through the front door of the office.  We had such a good, restful weekend.  I think the most exerting thing I did in two days was go to the Super Wal-Mart with Na.  And to be quite honest, it wasn&apos;t all that exerting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was Kimberly&apos;s birthday party.  It was a really good birthday party overall, but knowing Kendall &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; where he is made it hard to be really happy.  I know that he will come home okay.  I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to know that.  I don&apos;t think I could deal with it if I ever doubted it.  As hard as it is for me to keep from breaking into tears every time his name is mentioned or I watch the coverage on the war &amp; hear what&apos;s happening to the marines, I know that it&apos;s 100 times harder for Uncle Randy &amp; Aunt Debbie.  I can&apos;t even imagine what it&apos;s like to know that your child is somewhere that you can&apos;t protect him or even know if he&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to happier thoughts before I do start bawling right here in the office.  Saturday&apos;s yard sale was a flop.  Yes, we had another one.  I told you.  I&apos;m addicted to the whole &quot;let&apos;s me easy money&quot; thing.  Well, no easy money was made on that day, I can promise you.  A few people came by &amp; picked over some things.  Mom made some money &amp; I made about 35 bucks.  Nothing compared to last week&apos;s haul!  So, we packed it up before noon, resigned to the fact that we would be out there one more weekend &amp; then off to Good Will it goes.  Everyone that we spoke to said next week it the best time of the month to do it.  It&apos;s the first of the month &amp; a lot of people get paid &amp; go yard saling.  If it weren&apos;t for this, I would have sent it all to charity as soon as we packed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma &amp; Granddaddy came out to see the house after we packed up our little money making expedition.  I think Grandma was a little disappointed.  She was probably wanting to look through the stuff &amp; see if there was anything she needed.  That or she wanted to see what she could get to sell at her own yard sales.  Don&apos;t laugh.  My grandmother is known for hording stuff in her garage until she can find someone to pay her for it.  I swear, it&apos;s true.  She&apos;s been collecting other people&apos;s things that didn&apos;t sell since I can remember.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on Saturday, Kandace came to bring Peyton to play with Ashlyn while she went to the hospital to see Rusty.  As it turned out, she ended up staying &amp; visiting for awhile &amp; let the kids play.  When she finally did get ready to go, Peyton didn&apos;t want her to leave.  She ended up taking both Hunter &amp; Peyton with her.  But, at least they were able to play for awhile before they left.  Before Kandace left, Jeanne came over to look at some clothes that I saved of Ashlyn&apos;s.  She bought a few of them &amp; the rest I think I&apos;m going to list on E-bay or sell at the consignment shop.  They&apos;re too new &amp; in too good a condition to sell at the yard sale.  I wouldn&apos;t get anything for them that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy &amp; I got up Sunday morning, had breakfast &amp; then cleaned the entire house.  We cleaned &amp; straightened up closets &amp; drawers &amp; bedrooms.  Then, Ashlyn went down for her nap &amp; Na and I went to Palatka to the Super Wal-Mart.  We got what we needed &amp; then some &amp; headed home (after going to Subway) to cook dinner &amp; hang out.  The first thing that was said to me when I got home was &quot;Mommy, I go outside&quot;.  Tracy said that he told Ashlyn that she could go out once I got home &amp; she remembered it 2 hours after he said it.  So, we bundled up as best we could on that fine Spring day &amp; headed outdoors.  It was freezing!  Ashlyn put her baby in her stroller &amp; off we went down the street.  Na &amp; I were dressed in shorts.  I don&apos;t know about her but, I was wishing for something a little warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the evening was pretty nondescript.  We ate, cleaned up, Na went home &amp; we went to bed.  The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow night!  Faith should be back on this one.  It was kinda weird watching her leave with Willow on &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt; last week &amp; then Willow got the phone call from Fred on &lt;i&gt;Buffy&lt;/i&gt; the night after that.  I miss when they were on on the same night &amp; the same network.  It was easier that way.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2003 15:23:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yes, I&apos;m Still Alive</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a busy &amp; crazy couple of days &amp; the weekend&apos;s not lookin&apos; any brighter.  Whatever it was that made me so sick on Tuesday completely disappeared by Wednesday.  Weird.  Not that I&apos;m not grateful.  Just weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Kimberly, turns eighteen tomorrow &amp; we are celebrating by having a party tonight at my grandparents&apos; house.  Which means I have to stop at the store on my way home &amp; get a card (I&apos;ve had plenty of time since I&apos;ve know for a week, but see above: busy &amp; crazy), get home &amp; get Ashlyn cleaned up, change clothes, sign the card, wait on Tracy to get ready (I&apos;m betting that takes longer than anything, pretty boy that he is.  Hee hee.) and then get to the party by 7pm.  Hmm.  I&apos;m guessing we&apos;re going to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we&apos;re having another yard sale (I&apos;m now addicted to selling junk.  Or...maybe it&apos;s the easy money I&apos;m jonesin&apos; for!).  Mom &amp; Kandace are supposed to come over to sell some stuff &amp; help.  Tracy&apos;s working all day &amp; Jeanne is coming over to look at all of the clothes that I saved for her that Ashlyn can&apos;t wear anymore.  Fortunately, it&apos;s supposed to be beautiful weather all day.  I&apos;m really looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve come to the conclusion (again) that I have a very boring life.  I&apos;ve been reading several journals belonging to people I don&apos;t know.  I won&apos;t put names here to protect the innocent, but they obviously lead much more interesting &amp; exciting lives than I do.  Also, I wish that I was able to write.  I don&apos;t mean the boring stuff that I put in here.  I mean witty, sharp, sarcastic, intelligent completely cool stuff.  Also?  Wish I was talented enough to write fiction.  I used to think that I had a miniscule amount of talent when I was in high school, but now I realize that, nope, I have no talent.  None whatsoever.  But, I do enjoy reading the journals of those that do.  I think I snorted (literally) 3 times yesterday when reading other journals.  Very rarely does reading something make me laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I&apos;m ranting, aren&apos;t I?  Sorry, I&apos;ll stop now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2003 14:48:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Home Today &amp; Sick As A Dog</title>
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  <description>Well, well, well.  Was hoping to get through this week without having to take any time off from work.  But, am stuck home with a stomach bug, fever &amp; all around yucks.  I have to say, I&apos;d really rather be a work, bored out of my mind with a slow day.  The up side?  In between trips to the closest bathroom, I&apos;m actually getting some house work done &amp; watching a few eps of Angel Season 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusty&apos;s in the hospital today having back surgery and Mom &amp; Dad have the kids.  Daddy came by this morning &amp; picked Ashlyn up as well.  At least the kids will be having fun today with each other.  I can&apos;t say the same for any of the rest of us.  What with me being sick &amp; all of us worried about Rusty.  I know that everything will be fine, but back surgery is such a major event.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve decided that I need to be kinder to our kitty, Callie.  I know that she&apos;s a pain in the rear most days.  But, I have to remind myself that she&apos;s still only a baby.  I told Tracy the other day that I realized that all we ever do is yell at her.  I then proceeded on a self-inflicted guilt trip &amp; am now determined not to yell at her any more.  I&apos;ve discovered that she doesn&apos;t like to be held much, but she does like to be loved on and she always sleeps right beside me or Ashlyn.  So, when I wake up at night I make a point of scratching her ear or rubbing her head.  I feel so bad that we always yell at her, but she does things the other cats don&apos;t do.  She jumps up on the counter while I&apos;m cooking &amp; tries to eat the food &amp; she&apos;s constantly on the tables.  Anyway, the point being that I&apos;m no longer a yellin&apos; kinda mama.  I promised myself that if I had to get on to her that it would be done gently.  God knows, yelling hasn&apos;t worked.  Maybe talking to her like she understands will.  Here&apos;s to hoping.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2003 15:33:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sorry About Yesterday</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m so sorry that I didn&apos;t really write anyone yesterday.  I got so wrapped up in the story that I was reading that I didn&apos;t find much time for anything else other than work.  Which, of course, is a good thing considering that&apos;s where I am most times I&apos;m on the computer.  However, that&apos;s all to change in the near future because (is everyone sitting down?) I am getting a computer to call my own!  Yes, it is true!  I have given in &amp; purchased one of these confounded machines.  I can&apos;t say that I&apos;ll know how to work it (that&apos;s Tracy&apos;s job), but I will own it &amp; that&apos;s what matters!  Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  I must say that Faith was superb last night.  My favorite part (that involved her) was when she kicked Connor&apos;s behind!  You go girl!  I also loved the whole Willow goes against evil-Cordy thing.  &quot;You wanna go, Glenda?&quot;  Bwahaaaaa!  I didn&apos;t like the Cordy fighting for the forces of darkness bit at first, but I like her mean.  Meaner than usual, that is.  She&apos;s a riot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tina is out of the office today.  Her dad had a stroke last night &amp; she went to be with him at the hospital &amp; to get some sleep (she was up until the early morning at the hospital with her mom).  Although the circumstances suck, I&apos;m kinda glad to be alone today.  Also?  Very happy that I didn&apos;t have to go to a boring class in Ocala &amp; I can read more of my story.  Can I get a Yea from the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again with the anyway.  I hope that you&apos;re reading this Jodi.  If you want I&apos;ll give you a code so you can start you&apos;re own Live Journal also.  Just let me know.  In the meantime, you can visit Naomi&apos;s journal &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/naomik/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Mar 2003 18:06:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Predisposed At The Moment</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t had the time to update in the last couple of days due to the fact that I have found (by way of a comment made is someone else&apos;s journal) a website that contains books online.  I am currently engrossed in &lt;u&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/u&gt; by Charlotte Bronte.  I never believed that I would enjoy a classic so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I&apos;m sorry that I haven&apos;t been able to update like I normally do.  I promise that I will soon be back to updating as normal.  Unless, of course, I find another book that I enjoy just as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, however, reading &amp; posting on others&apos; journals as they are updated.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2003 15:11:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Good Weekend</title>
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  <description>Good morning, all!  I trust that everyone had a good weekend, what with the beautiful weather we had both days.  Although we didn&apos;t have our yard sale, for fear that it would rain, &lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt; had a good weekend.  Ashlyn was feeling a little better by Saturday(she had that stomach virus all day Friday) &amp; played outside for awhile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our cookout.  Everyone ended up coming except Rusty, he wasn&apos;t feeling well.  I was glad that Kandace ended up coming later with the kids.  Ashlyn always enjoys having them to play with and I just love having the adult company &amp; conversation.  Naomi &amp; Mom cleaned my house, a couple of times.  I told Na that there would be a day that I would invite her over &amp; she wouldn&apos;t have to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy &amp; Daddy went to Grandma&apos;s on Saturday &amp; picked up our dining room furniture that we bought from her.  It looks really good in our house.  I was afraid that it would be way too big, but I think that it looks really nice.  Then, yesterday, Na &amp; I went shopping at Lowe&apos;s &amp; Walmart.  God, I could live in those two stores.  I spent way more money than I probably should have.  However, the results were worth it.  Na picked out a mirror to go above my T.V. in the livingroom &amp; it&apos;s absolutely perfect.  It took us a little while to get it hung right because the hook kept showing.  But, we eventually got it.  I got red rugs to go in Ashlyn&apos;s bathroom.  They look great with the fish decor in there.  Now I just have to figure out what color towels to hang up in there.  I thing red ones would be overdoing it a bit.  We got plate hangers &amp; hung my decorative plates above the table in the breakfast nook &amp; we got the curtains &amp; rug to go in my kitchen.  Next week I&apos;ll go back &amp; get matching curtains for the bay window too.  I also still have to get some for the French doors in the diningroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say, we had a busy weekend, but a fun one.  I only just got up a few hours ago, but I&apos;m ready to take a nap.  Na &amp; I stayed up way past my bedtime Saturday night to watch part of the 1st Season of Sex &amp; the City.  I&apos;d forgotten how much I liked that show!  Then, last night, with us putting everything up on the walls, I lost track of time &amp; went to bed late again.  Oh well, I&apos;ll try &amp; catch up on the sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day &amp; I&apos;ll write more later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2003 21:40:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Not Much With The Interesting Today</title>
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  <description>Can&apos;t honestly say that I have anything witty or interesting to say today, but I thought that I&apos;d jot down a few things anyway seein&apos;s I&apos;m bored (Gotta love the bad grammar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered that Ashlyn really seems to know her colors well.  Last night, on the way home, she was eating M&amp;Ms and each time I handed her one she told me what color it was.  So far she knows red, blue, purple, yellow, pink, green &amp; black.  She&apos;s a little fuzzy on the brown &amp; orange.  But, hey, she&apos;s only two!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slept in her bed again last night.  But, unlike the previous nights, she was a little restless.  There were a couple of times that I let her fuss for a second &amp; then she calmed down on her own.  I did have to get up 2 or 3 times to go to her.  Overall, it wasn&apos;t a really restful night, but I&apos;ve had worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like we&apos;re going to have a cookout at our house this weekend.  Na &amp; Joe are coming over along with Mom &amp; Dad and, possibly, Kandace, Rusty &amp; the kids.  It&apos;s a B.Y.O.M kinda dig.  The &apos;m&apos; stands for meat by the way.  Am I classy or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is finally starting to look like home.  That is, if you don&apos;t take into consideration that there isn&apos;t any furniture in our bedroom.  We&apos;re working on it.  The futon in the guest room has been very kind to us so far.  I hope that I don&apos;t eventually get a backache from it.  There are just so many things that I want to get for the place and honestly? furniture isn&apos;t my top priority.  Believe it or not, I would rather get all my curtains &amp; decorations up in the rest of the house before we look into buying a furniture set.  Sounds dumb, I know.  But, I want the part of the house that everyone will see to be pretty first.  The bedroom can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy picked up some HotShot last night to help with the ant problem.  Didn&apos;t see any of the little creepy crawlies this morning so it must have worked.  I still won&apos;t be completely happy until the pest guy comes Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel was awesome last night.  I was a little disappointed in Faith, but I&apos;m sure she&apos;ll come around.  She&apos;s not the same person that she was when she left Sunnydale a few years back.  But, I guess a few years in the slammer will do that to a girl.  Can&apos;t wait for the crossover episode next week!  Maybe we&apos;ll get to see a little Willow/Cordy action!  Eww!  Not that kind of action.  I meant the two of them squaring off.  Good versus Not So Good, not...&lt;i&gt;Ewww&lt;/i&gt;!  I liked the Willow/Tara thing, Kennedy&apos;s growing on me, but Cordy!?  Huh-uh!  That would just be...Ew!</description>
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