Saturday, October 8, 2011


I went back to the bar for the first time in forever. 

I had left it in capable hands

I sat down at the bar, and wouldn't you know it: Hellsing and Fucking Barry

They look at me and they look so goddam happy to see me its sickening. 

"MAURICE" Barry runs up and gives me a hug. I push him off. 
"Sorry where'd you go how have you been wall anyone into any walls or anything?"

I ignore him. Hellsing is looking at me pensively. 

"Hey little lady, its been a while. How goes?" He postures, sweating like a pig in a sauna. 

I nod to him. Barry won't shut up. I can't get a word in edgewise. I sit between them and Doc nods. Doc is good, he asks no questions. Doesn't care. 

"M'am if the Proxies are harassing (said like hair-ass-in) you I will dispatch them post-haste. The Order of the Proxie Hunter lives on! And On and On and ONNNN!" He shouts triumphantly.

Barry laughs and they high-five. 

and I can only whisper

"what happened to you?"


 what happened?


  1. I don't know. Things change. Things always change.

  2. Fucking Barry. He tried to wall me in a cellar recently. Who DOES that?

  3. He likes you.

    Barry, he does not understand that bricks take time.

  4. Maurice, or Rachael, or whoever the hell you are.

    Get the fuck on with your story already. I'm not going to have all this sitting on me as my responsibility. If you don't start posting that shit soon, I just might tell them myself.

    -Don't Shoot The Messenger-

  5. NnnNoO! Illdoit I'm tryingimtrying