Well I was thinking of going as Supergirl but Black Mamba is so much cooler! This is why you don’t leave me to think of my own costume ideas.
Tag: ask
What are you dressing up as?
I was thinking Supergirl. Because I mean, I kind of am her in a way. I’ve definitely got the hair and the strength. And Wonderwoman just seemed too… Well I don’t feel too keen on running around in what some might consider underwear!
Who was better– Spike or Angel?
They were both two very different experiences, I couldn’t begin to compare the two. And even if I could, there’s no way I’d tell an anonymous person on the internet.
faith and eifa had sex
TMI Tuesday means I give out too much information, not the other way around. I really did not need to know this and I don’t really see how it pertains to me.

Still hating on vampires?
I wouldn’t call it “hating on.”
your period?
You might need to retake health class because I think it’s common knowledge that periods come once a month, not once a week…
I was talking about TMI Tuesday.
willow and xander don’t like you anymore
Hmmm, that’s not a question. I guess you don’t get the whole concept of asking me things… Oh well, I’ll just have to be the one asking a question then.
What on earth are you talking about?
Hey, I just learned that burning a Dullahan’s head is the best way to go. They’re tough to grab, but once you do, light it up and watch it burn.
Grabbing an icky (from what I’ve researched) head doesn’t sound too appealing, but I’m willing to do anything. This thing needs to be killed.
Plus, fire, pretty!
If you could relive one day of your life, which would it be?
There was this day, when I was fifteen. I was big into cheering back in L.A. and our squad had made it to state and this particular day we were at said state competition. We ended up winning, and that’s the day I’d love to relive. It sounds cheesy, but it’s not even the winning I’d like to relive. It’s all the little things. I remember looking out into the audience and seeing my mom, my dad, and my sister Dawn and they were just beaming at me. I could just feel how proud they all were of me and it felt so great to know that everything was right in the world. I was right where I belonged. I honestly didn’t have a care in the world, I was just… Happy. If I could, I’d relive that just to feel that feeling, because I don’t think I’ll ever be as carefree as I was that day.
What do you think you would be like with no soul or moral compass?
I don’t know. I hope I never find out.