someone talk sense into me!

[ontology]

So, I have a confession to make.

I have a massive, irrational, insurmountable crush on Spike.

This goes contrary to all logic! I don't fancy the bad boy character! (shut up, the Master does not count. THAT WAS THE FAULT OF THE SLEEVES AND THE CAPE AND THE CRAZY AND THE JOHN SIMM WHO IS A NEIL GAIMAN FANBOY AND IT WAS A BRIEF FLING ANYWAY WHAT I AM NOT IN DENIAL GO AWAY.) I mostly fancy side characters anyway! I rarely find blond men attractive! Especially blond men who aren't even naturally blond! I go for the awkward tragic bookish sorts with weird senses of nobility; just look at my fictional boyfriend list! Statistically, I should be fancying Giles! (Well, I do, a bit. But that's beside the point.) IT'S ALL WRONG, I TELL YOU! IT'S THE PRETTY ACCENT PUTTING A GLAMOUR OVER ME! AND THE CHEEKBONES! AND THE SWIRLY LEATHER COAT OF AWESOME AND WIN. I AM INNOCENT IN THIS. I AM A FLY CAUGHT IN A SPIDER'S WEB OF...STUFF.

SOMEONE STOP ME BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.

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[suangelita.livejournal.com]

AAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!

I dreamed about him. Last night. It was a very very vivid dream. He was there. I first saw him in a swimming pool (he had a good chest in that dream... ACK.). Then I realized I was Buffy. He'd come over to my house last night in the rain, and I washed and dried and ironed and pressed his wet clothes for him. And then, we were going to get married, except really seriously. Not like in "Something Blue". But really truly of our own free minds. And Giles and Willow were mad at me and were coming after me with barbed wire. And I was just smitten with Spike. It was so weird....

And the weirder part is... I like Angel TONS more than Spike, and when I dreamed about Angel, he was only helping to get Roberto and I married.

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.

What is WRONG with me?!?

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

Ack! I totally had a dream about Spike last night, too! I told you connecting our heads with wires was bad. ;p It started out as this long and involved storyline about someone renovating or buying or knocking down the church my father worked at eight years ago and I was all "noooo, there are fun little hideaways!" and it was weird. Then there was Spike, and fortunately he was not a cat this time. I think I might have been Buffy, because he was trying to convince me of...something, I'm not sure what, and there were flashbacks, in a sort of slide-show. He was all, "I know we tried to kill each other a lot", and there was a flashback of Buffy and Spike sword-fighting, "but we've done ally stuff, too!" and then my mother came in and turned on my radio and there was no more Spike. D:

Barbed wire. That's a peculiar way to stop a wedding... :p

[suangelita.livejournal.com]

They were going to poke my eyes out with it or something. You should've seen it. No, wait, you shouldn't have. It was weird. :P

Um yeah, I'm beginning to think the brain wiring is a baaad idea. :P ;) ^_^