Christmas Eve Defeat

It feels strange writing this when so many of you already know my day~ Yes my all nighter defeated me, because of my glasses of all things. As much fun as it was chatting with so many of you on twitter and livestream chat my eyes got tired from staring at the screen & it meant that I had to keep taking my precious glasses off~which made replying a little difficult. Aw well~ at least we tried~

Oh~ and thank you~ to Ronald for setting that livestream thing up, he does have some uses at times~ ...other than being a doorstop.

This is just a short blog because I am going to go rest my head on my desk and take a little nap before I go home and spend Christmas with ~my~man~.

So~

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

And let me know what Santa brought you all~ ...That is if you didn't end up on the naughty~ list~

5 Days Until Christmas.

This entry is taking me ages to write because I keep getting distracted by petting my hair because I put too much conditioner in it and now it feels oh so silky smooth and stroke-able.

I wish to complain that you humans are being boring again. You've all been so well behaved and healthy. It has been difficult for me to amuse myself with my work. ...And you all know what happens if I get bored, I make my own~messy~entertainment~ Someone of my legendary caliber shouldn't be picking off old people from hospitals. I want to be aroused~ and tantalized by a beautiful, sweetly crimson death. One that I could watch the cinematic record of for hours without a hint of boredom. Or to feel someones dying pulse as life ebbs out of them with every drop of hot~ sticky~ fluid~ ...Awha~! I am making myself shiver at the mere thought! This world needs more interesting people like my dearly departed Madam~

...As you can probably guess my work load has been less than fruitful.

Also I wish to point out that the whole belief that suicide rates are higher this time of year is just a myth. It's actually higher in the summer and for some reason you usually pick Monday as the day to voluntarily shuffle off your mortal coil. I know everyone hates Mondays but that is a little over dramatic. I prescribe chocolate for the Monday blues, it almost always works.

Hm this was more of a work rant today than anything else, well at least it was a bit more interesting than a whole blog about the shopping I did today.

7 Days Until Christmas.

Oh~ we've hit the one week check point until Christmas! Has everyone got their presents bought yet? I know I haven't. Aw well~ I'll get the left over gifts on Monday.

Today has been simply spectacularly lazy. My prediction last night about being sore today proved correct so me and my handsome man spent the day recovering in bed. Of course we may have made our situation worse by indulging in a few more pain causing activities while we were curled up together.

Sadly I ended up being called out from under my blanket by Ronald who wanted me to wanted me to accompany him Christmas shopping for William. I didn't want to go but at least it gave me the opportunity to pick up a nice new tub of strawberry ice cream. Alas~ that carton didn't last very long. Ah the love of a lady and her ice cream, it is always doomed to be a short lived romance.

Ronald and I had an interesting discussion on our way to run our little errand. We were talking about injuries and we have came to the delightful conclusion that there is no sensation quite like smacking your head off pavement. A grotesque and painful subject but it is true. It makes your whole head rattle. The only thing I could think of worse than that sensation is the bothersome pain of paper cuts, but they bleed so freely & beautifully that I can forgive their stinging tendencies.

On a more depressing note. I think I have caught a cold from being outside today. Will blames it on me for eating an entire carton of ice cream in December but I think he's just trying to ruin my fun. Also everyone knows that ice cream cures everything.

8 Days Until Christmas.

I wasn't going to write a blog for my anniversary because I would rather be in bed with Will but I cant sleep and my man is tired out from earlier so I wont try and wake him.

So yes~ It was our 212th anniversary!

And after much begging on my part I managed to drag Will out for a romantic dinner for two. It was my treat~ since he was being such a baby about today, and I love spoiling him on our special day.

Oh and here's a little tip from me to all of you~ ...If you're having dinner and expect to do ~other~activities~ afterward, don't fill yourself up at dinner.
...Though that didn't stop me falling off my usual diet and eating a rather large, bloody steak.

Will likes to protest that today isn't out real anniversary since we have broken up multiple times over the centuries so technically we haven't been together consistently since that, slightly drunken, first kiss at our graduation party. But I think this date is more important than those other possible anniversaries because it is the first one and as I explained to Will, it is the day where we both started to play our leading roles in each other's lives~ And I am his leading lady, just as he is my prince charming.

I'm rather glad today is a Saturday. I'm not in the mood to go to work and I think both of us are going to be sore when we get up. And if certain little love marks~ don't fade away we will both be wearing scarfs to work on Monday. ...Maybe we should just spend the entire day in bed.

11 Days Until Christmas: 2 Days Until Our Anniversary

I am so easily distracted lately I just cant help myself. In between decorating, work, shopping and Will~ I have had very little time to stop and write everything down for my beautiful audience. Also it is only two days until my anniversary with William! He isn't overly enthusiastic about it but none the less I have been picking out my lingerie and planning a few surprises for him. Sadly I cant post my ideas on here because he reads blog and I don't want to ruin the surprise. It is also why I cant write down what I got any of my fellow reapers for Christmas. They're all so nosey! ...Even though I haven't bought everyone presents yet.

Dispatch now has a tree! It took a bit of work on my part but Will let us keep it up. Willy cant stay mad at me when I'm dressed as Mrs Claus while putting up decorations. There is always something about a short skirt that makes me immune to lecturing.

Hopefully I'll keep my eye pleasing, lady like figure over Christmas. All this cold weather has had me filling myself up with hot chocolate. And if I must say so myself I make magnificent hot chocolate. I may be a terrible cook, but when it comes to chocolate filled moments of self indulgence I am a domestic goddess~ Luckily me and Will's heating is working again so we're back to being toasty warm, which is both a blessing and a curse.

Ronald keeps playing this in the office so I think I should share since I feel festive~

21 Days Until Christmas: 12 Days Until Our Anniversary

The heating in our place has been broken all weekend. The house has been absolutely freezing cold and I have spent the last two days wrapped up in my fuzzy red blanket. I don't want the heating to be fixed, even though I have been cold, Will and I have been more than happy to keep each other nice and hot~ Yours truly hasn't been properly dressed since I left work on Friday, even as I write this I'm only wearing Will's pajama bottoms and my quilt. (I seem to have misplaced my own pajamas somewhere)

On a more festive note~

We've started putting decorations up in Dispatch. We haven't got a tree yet but we are gradually sneaking in little pieces of Christmas into the office so Will wont really notice. Ronald has relapsed into his addiction to mince pies and has started begging us to buy boxes of them for him to eat during work hours.

I hope it snows this year. I may have whined a few times about the ice but I really would love a white Christmas. There is nothing more beautiful than reaping on a white winter afternoon with Christmas carols far off in the distance and crimson DEATH soaking into the snow. Blood melts snow, but it turns it into such wonderfully stained liquid. Ah~I get warmed from the inside out simply imaging it. Maybe a snow flake or two falling on a freshly departed face to finish the image? So beautiful~

Fully Recovered~!

I would have wrote one of these sooner but after my little night out I didn't feel like writing one of these when I was a bit tipsy. I could embarrassed myself, even more so than usual. I know I said I was only going out for one or two cocktails but an old man at the other end of the bar kept having the bartender refill my glass so I may have ended up a little more drunk than I expected. It might have been a little naughty of me to accept the drinks but it would have been rude of me to turn down such tasty freebies~ and before he left my,not so secret, admirer came over and told me how he wished I was 35 years older. I didn't want to give the gentleman a heart attack by telling him that I am actually WAY older than him so I kept my age a little secret~

Alas my overworked hubby didn't approve of me falling through the front door at 12am and I received a rather long lecture about how I should act my age. Will then sulked at me for the rest of the night and the next day I was greeted with a hangover and Will vacuuming every piece of carpet in the house. I think he did it on purpose. For someone who told me to "act my age" he has a very immature way of sulking at someone.

Once I recovered from Saturday night Will and I made up and we're back on very~very~ affectionate terms again, well on my part any way, at least he's not sulking any more.

I received a bit of news today and I don't know whether it is good or bad, but I'll share with you all any way. ...Me and Ronald are working Christmas eve night this year. We're like Santa but you don't want us to pay you a visit because we reap you and don't leave any presents. We still wear the red hats and steal your mince pies though. I would much rather be spending my Christmas wrapped up in the arms of my handsome man sipping hot chocolate and watching the tree sparkle, but this year's schedule means I will be spending Christmas eve night with all of you.

After the usual annoyance of reading the rota and finding out we're working Christmas I had a little chat with Ronald and because Christmas eve is a quiet night for deaths and we'll probably be office bound most of the night we have promised to stay awake and consistently post. We may occasionally vanish for a death or two (Hopefully something messy to make my Christmas merry) but Ronald thinks we should track Santa online & keep you all updated. So be prepared for a lot of Twitter & Facebook spam from your favourite reapers, except Will because he'll be at home. You can even join us if you cant sleep due to Christmas excitement. Oh it will be in UK/English times, in case you do follow along and get a bit timezone confused.

Let Loose

Exactly 30 day until CHRISTMAS! Its time to start my Christmas shopping and start filling dispatch with mistletoe and lights. Ahwa~ I'm feeling festive again~! And since Santa isn't around yet I'll have to go sit on Will's lap and see if I can end up on his naughty list this year.

So enough about Christmas and more about me~

This little madam is going on the prowl tomorrow night, and by prowl I mean I am treating myself to a few cocktails at my favourite club. I guess you could call it a girl's night out for one. I don't have any female friends because they keep having little "accidents" when they annoy me so I prefer to go out alone, and I don't want to bring Will along because it is my little night. I am sure that any of you who have had boyfriends know that a maiden needs her alone time without her man.

So in preparation for my little night out I've been combing my wardrobe for the perfect outfit. I think this is an occasion for my little red dress. I know most girls have a little black dress as their go to choice on a night out but I like my red one better. It is more figure flattering and makes it appear that I'm not lacking in the womanly curves department. Now it is just a case of planning my shoes, shall it be stilettos or cute little red kitten heels? I haven't made up my mind yet.

Well I think I'll call it quits for tonight as I require my beauty sleep. There is nothing worse than dark circles under my eyes and concealer can only work so much magic.

Buh Bye Baby Blues

I have defeated my baby depression! Well...William did by fulfilling my usual prescription for cuddles and trying to convince me that I don't need babies to be happy. It never works but it makes me happy to see him try. He thinks its better to spend a few minutes trying to cheer me up than to listen to me whine for hours...and if cheering me up doesn't work he usually buys me something pretty. In this case I got a new office chair. What can I say, Will isn't the best at picking pretty presents.

I spent my afternoon reaping with Ronald, even though it was only one death and I forced him into joining me in a little bit of retail therapy afterward. A lady needs a strapping man to carry her shopping bags for her~ ...Sadly there wasn't a strapping, handsome man around so I had to settle for Ronald. Sadly he always makes me buy him something to eat as a reward for bag carrying. He claims he's "still growing" and I just think he's a glutton. How did I get stuck with such a brat for a partner?

And before any one asks (even though a few of you have already on other sites) I haven't started my Christmas preparations yet. I know I was really excited about Christmas a while ago but I am still planning. It takes a lot of work to sneak a tree past William and put it up in dispatch without him noticing. Its usually a team effort but I'm always the little Christmas fairy that keeps everything organised, mainly because I'm the only one who can sometimes talk Will into not giving us all overtime. Its just a case of using my ~feminine~ charms.

5am Venting.

I know I said I didn't want to write a blog on this topic but its pretty late, I cant sleep and I need to vent somewhere.

I've been feeling a little on the broody side lately and it is driving me around the bend. I want babies, or at least one baby. I've spent several nights this week laying awake imagining little child filled scenarios and wondering who they would look like, me or Will. It is perfectly normal for any maiden to wish to have her man's babies but alas I'm cursed and with every anniversary that passes I am going to get increasingly annoyed with biology. I want a family and one that is Both mine and Will's and if I cant have his babies properly I'm not doing it any other way.

I want the same thing for Christmas that I want every year...A family Christmas.


...I'll write a proper blog about my day tomorrow. I just needed to rant before going back to bed and trying to curl up next to Will again. Sorry for being depressing...again.

Excited too Soon?

If you're following me on any of my sweet little social networks you will already know I'm on a bit of an early Christmas planning binge. It’s over a month away but it’s almost CHRISTMAS! It’s nearly time to start filling dispatch with decorations and presents, and to buy lots of mistletoe to chase Will around the office with. Of course like all human holidays we death gods don’t have to celebrate them but Christmas involves Presents! I'm even looking forward to reaping in the snow, which usually just ruins my hair and makes me fall over, but its just so pretty and romantic~! And lets not forget that red is a festive colour!

Ok I think I'm finished with my little overly early Christmas rant. I can’t help it if I am feeling festive early. All holidays should be like Christmas and Valentines Day, full of love, tasty treats and presents.

Oh! And on the topic of L.O.V.E~ It is exactly one month until me and Will's 212th anniversary! Hurry up December! I want my anniversary and Christmas presents! November is now starting to bother me, its taking so LONG to go away.

A Mark on Time

Just a little quickie that I had to share~

I did a little bit of overtime with Ronald today and there was a death on our list at an historical landmark outside of London. Usually I am very disagreeable when it comes to wandering around fields and countryside when at work. My precious heels don’t fair well in muddy grass, but the weather was pleasant so I didn’t mind staying on the gravel path. Any~way~ while we were waiting on a certain tourist to make their final bow we did a little sightseeing of our own.

Its strange visiting "historical" places when you live as long as we reapers do. A perfect example of this weirdness occurred today. You see the outer walls of the ruin were littered with old graffiti where people had scratched their names into the walls long before you humans started caring about your old buildings. Amongst the names was "Ronald Knox 1868".

Shirtless Sebby~

Just sharing a quick Sebby image I found while I wait for my nails to dry. Its been a while since I posted any Sebastian images and this one was just too delicious to keep to myself~ Awha~! Shirtless Bassy always causes my imagination to run away with itself.

After my last post someone asked about my opinion of the "stereotypical" grim reaper costume. Honestly I just leave you humans to your strange little fantasies about us reapers. You always come up with such interesting, though absurd, theories. What a funny bunch you all are~

And on the topic of costumes in general I am aware that Halloween isn't the only occasion you lot like to dress as lil' ole' me~ How could I not notice? I must say I find the concept on a whole very flattering. Ahwa~ I truly am a fashion icon~! Infecting the world with my very own shade of red~!

Happy Belated Halloween

I had every intention of posting on Halloween night but Will dragged me into work. That man doesn't have a festive bone in his body. He even banned Halloween costumes this year, mainly because last year me and Ronald wore Halloween costumes to work and lets just say we were still doing punishment overtime by the time Christmas came around.

Halloween is boring for us reapers, we spend our time sitting around watching you humans have all the fun, not that we usually follow human holidays but the festivities are always entertaining. This year I spent my work hours nibbling on chocolate coated apples and force feeding William candyfloss. (That is "Cotton Candy" to you Americans).

What bothered me the most this year about Halloween was how some of you decided to dress up as ME! Personally I have no problem with people dressing like yours truly~ I consider myself a fashion icon after all. But why dress as me for Halloween?! The same night people dress up as monsters, zombies and a whole list of other ghastly things. I am far too beautiful to be seen in the same genre as a zombie or a witch.

I know it is a little late for a Halloween related rant but it took me a while to realise how offensive it was to be a Halloween costume. I am not Scary!

An Actual Update

Ah! My little blog I have been in such an overworked tizzy I forgot all about you, with the exception of my rather long entry about kisses, but I think it is time for a real update.

Since my silly subordinate broke his wrist I have been swamped with doing all of his work so I apologise for my absence. Ronald since I last posted about him is right as rain again, with the exception of the occasional twinge when he uses his scythe. He's still bandaged up and he is currently using his cast to store female staff members' phone numbers.

I'm still handling his reaping and he does all the paperwork. It's much more fun for me that way. The more Deadly I get to be the better~

To reward myself for all my hard work I treated myself to a little makeup shopping spree. I was starting to run low on my supply and I would hate to be seen in public without even a little touch of makeup. Perhaps I will wear some of my newer products if I manage to convince Will to take me out on another date. All this hard work has made cuddling up next to my man on time every night difficult.

20 Kisses~

I am procrastinating instead of doing overtime. So hello~

I was feeling a little romantic and informative today so I thought I would educate you all on different kisses. (Because I found a list of them in between make up shopping and other work avoiding activities) I might even rate the ones I've tried.

Kiss Number 1: The French Kiss

Awha~! My favourite~! Kisses with tongue can send such exquisite shudders down your spine and send you in a whirl of butterflies...but it can take a little work to get it perfect. Luckily this little gesture is fun to practice. I can tie a cherry stem into a knot with my tongue so this lady is well rehearsed.

10/10

Kiss Number 2: The Butterfly Kiss
(When you flutter your eyelashes against another person's or that special someone's cheek)

This one is a little pointless when you wear glasses.

1/10

Kiss Number 3: The Single-Lip Kiss
(When you suck on your partner's lower lip)

This makes me tingle but French kisses are better and usually following it.

6/10

Kiss Number 4: The Spiderman Kiss
(Kissing while one of you hangs upside down)

I tried this once, Will wouldn't do it so he left me hanging upside down and all my blood rushed to my head and made me dizzy.

0/10 (Maybe more if I try again & get a proper kiss)

Kiss Number 5: The Earlobe Kiss
(Kissing/Sucking your lover's earlobe)

This is perfection when you add a little playful nip~! It can even make Will's cheeks heat up~

10/10

Kiss Number 6: The Lip Gloss Kiss
(Putting on lip gloss and intentionally transferring it onto your lover with your lips)

William would smack me for even thinking about doing that. I like my men makeup free but each to their own.

0/10

Kiss Number 7: The Eskimo Kiss
(Rubbing your nose against your partner's nose)

Another one of my favourites~! Just the thought of being pressed closely to someone with only our noses touching! Awha~ So romantic~!

10/10

Kiss Number 8: The Cheek Kiss
(Kissing someone's cheek. I feel a little silly even explaining this one)

Its cute but a little boring. Sweet kisses belong on the lips ...or other sensitive body parts.

4/10

Kiss Number 9: The Hickey
(Not really a kiss but it is a bruise left behind when someone sucks on your skin, usually your neck)

I LOVE THESE! I like to think of them as little passion souvenirs. Alas I am forbidden to give them as my pearly whites make them a little messy, but there is nothing wrong with a light nibble.

10/10

Kiss Number 10: The Secret Message Kiss
(Spelling out a secret message with the tip of your tongue during a french kiss)

Who has the ability to spell during a french kiss?!

0/10

Kiss Number 11: The Vampire Kiss
(The cause of hickeys!)

Last time I gave one of these Will needed bandages.

8/10

Kiss Number 12: The Wet Kiss
(Basically kissing while your lips are wet)

This sounds like a normal kiss but any kisses are welcome kisses~

7/10

Kiss Number 13: The Lizard Kiss
(Darting your tongue in and out like a lizard)

Creepy!!!!! ...I cant write anything else since the mere thought of being kissed like that makes me both giggle and cringe at the same time.

0/10

Kiss Number 14: The Air Kiss
(Kissing both of your friend's cheeks as a greeting or to say goodbye)

Dull and not romantic.

2/10

Kiss Number 15: The Biting Kiss
(After a french kiss you grab your lover's tongue with your teeth just as they are about to pull away)

Hm such tantalizing little nibbles. It makes me almost cry out every time.

8/10

Kiss Number 16: The Angel Kiss
(Kissing someone on their eyelids)

There is nothing better to wake up to. It makes you feel so warm and cuddly inside. I have caught Will doing this once and he has denied doing it ever since.

10/10

Kiss Number 17: The Neck Kiss
(Kissing someone's neck normally without biting or sucking)

I just hope this kiss leads to kiss number 11, but if not it still gives you such wonderful goosebumps.

9/10

Kiss Number 18: The Jawline Kiss
(Kissing along your lover's jaw)

A little tip from me, kiss your way to your partner's ear and then bite their earlobe, gently of course~

10/10

Kiss Number 19:The Breath Kiss
(Breathe into each other's mouths like you're giving playful CPR)

Why?!?! That is almost as weird as the lizard kiss!

0/10

Kiss Number 20: The LOVE Kiss

The love kiss is a special kind of kiss. It looks like a normal kiss but your eyes meet, your heart starts to race and when your lips join you get a wonderful swirl of butterflies in your stomach. Everything around you seems to melt away into the distance and your head is full of nothing but loving thoughts.

100/10

Bloody Meat and Sundaes

Here's a little tip, if you have a subordinate who you usually mentor, don't leave them alone for five minutes they might have an accident.

Ok I'll explain what happened.

Me and Ronnie dearest met for lunch this afternoon before his evening shift and I believe I have ruined my wonderful figure by devouring a fabulous, cherry topped sundae the size of my head simply because Ronald said I wouldn't be able to eat it all. What can I say~? Ice cream bring out the little girl in me~ ...also using it to wash down a rather large extra rare steak is really going to make it add to my calorie intake..maybe it was a bad idea.

But any way, after dinner and a rather long discussion about Ronald's love life I left him to go home to my stoic hubby and Ronald went to work.
Well that was until I received a message from him an hour or two later.

I, being the wonderful mentor that I am, rushed to my fellow reaper's aid. (After I took some time to touch up my make up and hair of course. A lady of Death has to look her best) A demon has interrupted Ronald's first death of the night and even though it was dead by the time I got there Ronald was a little battered. My poor little junior had to have his collection finished by me and then escorted to the infirmary.

Now before any of you start to panic he's fine. He just has a few scratches and bruises and a broken right wrist. I think it must have been twisted because I've never seen a bone stick out like that before, it was gross. But he'll be right as rain in no time. He's all patched up and spending the night in the infirmary with a nurse to keep him company.

I'm Waterlogged

I am waiting on my make up brushes to dry so I thought I would pop by to say hello~ again. I've had a pretty bad day today so I thought doing a spot of cleaning (and playing with my make up collection) would cheer me up...and of course leaving a little blog for my darling audience for the second day in a row.

I had a bit of a spat with my ever so stoic lover today over silly work related issues. It was a stupid fight but I still ended up sulking and not coming back to the office when I had collected all of my cinematic records for the day. Instead I decided to sit in the rain on a roof somewhere near Brighton. My hair got ruined but it was still quite pleasant sitting watching people try to scurry out of the horrible weather. Of course Will eventually found me and we made up for our silly row earlier. Awha~! How I love kissing in the rain~! Its like something from a romance novel~!

Just so you know William T Spears is horrible when it comes to apologising...but he makes up for it by being so well endowed with other ~skills~

But since our little lovers quarel he has returned to work. (He's been doing overtime lately) and I am at home trying to wash rain water out of my locks and return myself to my usual non-soggy state.

A few of you mentioned that I'm a lefty after my last post. Of course I am left handed, Will and Ronald are too if you have ever noticed.

Working~Girl~

Awha~ my dearest readers it has been another week and I have been a busy girl so I send you the sincerest apologises from my little red heart. Not that I've been busy with DEATH so much as paperwork. You 21st century humans are awfully healthy, it saves me on work, unless you go and kill each other which humans seem to do a lot, no matter what century it is. My darling scythe does ache for more DEATH though, I'm in need of a fitting work out. A mass murder perhaps~ come on humanity ease my boredom.

Speaking of murder and DEATH I have the day off today! Sadly my darling Willy is still on duty so Ronald came over to keep me company, also he's currently hiding from several girls back at dispatch so he was happy to escape to my abode~. So we've spent the night indulging in horror movies. If I didn't know better I would think Ronald was frightened. ...This is why I need a real man around not a bratty boy.

With all this free time today I even took a little extra time to do my nails. They're now red with little black hearts. Sadly the hearts on my left hand didn't come out as pretty as the ones on my right. I really should have forced Ronald to do my left hand for me. Tch what a pity.

New Sheets

The scythe gash on my arm still hasn't healed since my last beautiful blog and Will is still quite vocal about not giving me any sympathy for its stinginess so I cant whine about it. He's also still quite grumpy that is hair is now shorter and yet to properly grow back after my little hairdressing accident.

He took a break from his moodiness to spend the evening wrapped up in bed with me this evening~ I would tell you all how we got there but I'm a lady. (And Will gets snippy when I post ~intimate~ details) Lets just say we were "christening" new bedsheets~ and spent the rest of the evening lounging around reminiscing with no clothes on.

I just realised that in 76 days it will be me and Will's 212th anniversary. Well 77 days according to Will, we don't exactly agree on what day we started going out. True we've split up several times over the last 211 years but we still count the original anniversary as our proper one. Awha~ I'm so excited~! I should start planning. I have no idea what we should do for it yet.

Any suggestions? I love planning my own dates but this one is special and I am open for suggestions my darlings~ xx

Love Hurts~

I dropped my death scythe yesterday and cut my arm. Its nothing serious, it wasn't turned on and it just stings a lot, hence my writing it down here, I think it deserves a mention since it hurts when I type. Will wont kiss it better because he it was caused by my own stupidity. I also have a large love bite on my shoulder but that is Will's fault and a completely different situation.

I apologise if there are any typos in this I am writing this with my glasses off. I'm horribly nearsighted but I'm tired and my glasses bother my eyes when I'm sleepy.

Since I spent yesterday in the thralls of romance with my sexy supervisor~ I have spent today looking up ideas for things to do with my reacquainted lover. Sadly most of the ideas I find I cant do because Willy is fussy and doesn't see the point in such romantic gestures. A perfect example of this is candles. He hates candle light and just sees it as a pretty fire hazard, especially when exposed flesh is involved. I don't see the problem, candles are pretty and romantic, and that one time I set myself on fire involved clothes. There shouldn't be a problem if clothing was removed before lighting them.

Oh also I tried to trim Will's hair today because he was getting long and it didn't go to well. I had to take him to the barbers to get it fixed. It is back to normal now, a little shorter than usual but back to normal.

...I put my glasses back on to spell check this.

Bed Time Blog

I am a tired maiden this evening and I adore my beauty sleep so this shall be just a little quickie~ before going to bed. I'm simply overjoyed to be back home and no longer fighting with my~man~ and Awha~! His new blog entry gave me love palpitations~! I shall have to drown him in kisses when he stops being embarrassed.

This weekend we are both off work so we are sending our time officially making~up~ Hm I must remember to leave love bites all over my handsome man as a souvenir when he returns to dispatch on Monday. I don't care if he hates them I just like to leave a little reminder of me for when I'm not around. ...and a little love nip from yours truly can take days to go away.

One of you asked if you could use the little tip I gave on how to get a man back, which I have no problem with. Maybe I will write you a list of my little man returning tricks once I regain my ability to walk and think straight after this weekend. I just hope he doesn't break me~

My Penguin.

Oh it has been an eventful week. Me and Will have been going through a bit of a rough patch lately, hence my lack of updates. ...and by "rough patch" I mean we kinda split up.

After a few weeks of bickering and arguments Will decided to end our romance and go our separate ways. I temporarily moved out and had to sleep in my office since I didn't want to live with a moody William. Things were that bad I ended up eating lunch with bratty Ronald every day and having to listen to his pep talks about there being more fish in the sea. I don't want other fish, Will is my fish...actually he's penguin because they stay together for life, but any way back to my week and enough about penguins.

So of course I'm not the kind of maiden who sits around and cries after being dumped...ok I did that for two days and ate three tubs of ice cream before I came up with a plan to get my man back.

I knew Will would call me over to his place so I could pick up my stuff so when that day came I set out to look fabulous. The trick with men after a break up is not to look too upset about loosing them the next time you see them. It gets under their skin and looking delicious while doing so just shakes them up a little more. I even wore something special under my outfit, just in case our reconciliation got...heated~
So yeah my plan worked, we got to talking and lets just say I'm back to living with Will and that sexy little number I had under my dress just~in~case~ ...it got a lot of use.

Will~ Yell At Ronald~

I'm working right now and I know Will reads this so I just want to let him know that Ronald ordered Chinese food to the office again and needs to be told off.
...and no I am not telling on him simply because he wouldn't give me share, even though it was my phone he used to order it. I don't eat Chinese food so Will cant yell at me. A maiden has to watch her figure after all if she wishes to remain beautiful~

So after my little petty blog yesterday me and Will are back to normal. We went though the usual fighting routine, I yell at him, he stares at me, I start to cry, he gives me a hug, and then everything is fixed.

One of you asked me for "coming out" advice when it comes to school and all I have to say is that I don't see how it would be your school's business. My choice of action would be to come out to your parents first, then if the school does find out and phone home to complain your parents can yell at them, but that is just me.

Oh and if anyone was wondering my surprise last weekend was a party. It was quiet though, I think Will needs a bit more party planning practice but its the thought that counts.

Le Sigh~

I'm writing this because Will is being a boring workaholic again! His day as consisted of sleeping and doing work at home for twelve hours. I wasn't even allowed to make any noise or bother him. I have needs! ..True he dealt with those between his nap and work, but still..I like to cuddle after!

By the way I'm mainly writing this because he's expecting me to go to bed now but I'm making him wait. If I spend all day waiting for his attention he can wait 20 minutes for mine!

Well isnt this is stroppy pointless blog...ah well I'll post it any way and write something more substantial and less petty tomorrow.

A Blog From the Birthday Girl

I just want to say that I am sick of eating cake. I had two birthday cakes yesterday and I cant handle any more. I might just let Ronald and the others finish off the cake the reapers at work bought me.

Sadly I have only received presents from Ronald and William so far. Ronnie treated me to jewelry as usual, the same present genre he buys all the girls in the office.

Will on the other hand bought me a rather large pile of books I wanted. Leave it to Will to buy me something practical. At least I like the books, its a lot better than the time he bought me chainsaw oil for my birthday.

The only downside to my birthday was that I had a three hour long assignment in the middle of the day, which limited my plans to grabbing Will and escaping work for some alone~time~. The best part of it being my birthday is that he cant complain about it. I would happily exchange all my presents for a tall, dark and sexy supervisor all wrapped up in only a red ribbon and left on my bed.

I am yet to find out what my "surprise" is yet. I've heard whispers about something planned this weekend but I don't know what it is yet. Maybe Will is going to throw me a party! ...I doubt it, it is Will after all...and if it was a romantic weekend away other people wouldn't know about it. Hm I will have to continue my snooping.

Oh and thank you to the many of you who sent me birthday messages. It took me quite a while to read through them all. Awha~! I Love you all so Much!

I've Been Naughty

I have quite a bit to tell you lot this morning~

I was supposed to update this a few days ago but if any of you read Will's blog you would know I've been a little busy stuck in my office doing overtime and not the fun kind of overtime, the bad kind, with actual work. Before any of you start asking, I didn't do anything wrong, this time, I just drew the short straw and had to do some office work for a change.

Oh and all that stuff Will posted about not missing and enjoying his peace and quiet while I was gone was such rubbish. He missed me. If he didn't he wouldn't have made me all my dinners for the last two days & delivered them to my office. I wonder why he left that bit out of his blog...

Ok I have a teeny tiny confession to make...I wasn't exactly honest about my date of birth on twitter when I was asked...I usually lie about my birthday because I don't like people knowing my age and I have a different date on my fake human ID. Sorry~ I would have got away with it too if it wasn't for Ronald and Will posting "Happy Birthday" to me everywhere online. So...its my birthday today. I was going to mention this yesterday but I stayed up all night doing work so now it's today. So Happy Birthday to Me! Sadly I have to work today but Will is letting me get off early because he has a "surprise", so I'm excited! I wonder what Ronald got me! ...Oh now I cant wait to see everyone. I'm getting presents!

Again sorry for the little white lie about my birthday to any one I told it too. And if any of you want to know my age all I will tell you is 200+.

Snacks Please.

I am just going to write a quick update before I catch up on some beauty sleep and snuggle up with my favourite fellow reaper.

I was off work today so I spent most of the afternoon watching horror movies and complaining to Will about the lack of popcorn in the house. How hard is it to remember to buy popcorn? He says because he doesn't eat it I should get it myself. Its not my fault he controls our shopping list.

We've been bickering more than usual today. Will's has been putting in a little extra overtime lately and all that time spent sitting at his desk as made his neck sore, which in turn makes my man a little cranky. But it does give me an excuse to open the bottle of massage oil and lend him a hand~ I have such talented fingers when it comes to working out stiff muscles~

Oh and before I go I want to thank everyone for tolerating my little rant yesterday and being so supportive. I love you all to DEATH.

Serious Blog

This is a bit of a rant today, I apologise in advance, but I need to voice this.

My topic of the day is...Homophobia~

A few recent events involving two of the interns has led me to this rant and I dedicate it to them.

So~

Attention close minded humans, fellow reapers and horrible parents of gay interns who like to throw their children out, I don't care. I don't care if you yell things at me, throw bottles at my head, spit at me or stick disgusting chewing gum in my hair (Sadly all of the above has happened to me at least once) I WILL kiss, cuddle and hold hands with my partner in public, even if I am dressed as a man. You twenty first century morons have nothing on what I had to put up with a few hundred years ago.


Now~ a message for everyone else now that I'm done venting.

I'm sorry for my little tirade but just so you know, what ever you are, no one should discriminate against love and if people cant accept you for who you are they aren't worth your time because they cant handle the real you. Surround yourself with people who do want to know YOU and accept you for who you are.

And if you do have a similar problem I promise it gets better. I am DEADLY serious about that.

I'm just going to end this with: I'm Grell Sutcliff and I'm a bisexual transsexual and who doesn't like it can have an intimate word with my death scythe.

Double Date Update

Well our double date was...interesting. I would say eventful but thanks to Eric changing his plans around it ended up just being dinner for the four of us.

Can I just say that I find watching Eric and Alan together ADORABLE?! They cuddle, kiss and hold hands in public. And when Alan complains he's cold he gets cuddles and Eric's coat! I could watch them all day! Its so CUTE!
...And I get William...

Don't get me wrong I love my handsome man. It is just that he is not the best on double dates. When it is just the two of us he can be perfectly fine, but when faced with another couple...he was awkward and spent most of the time between courses fiddling with his cutlery and refolding his napkin. When I complained I was cold, instead of giving me his jacket, I got a lecture about how I should have worn something warmer instead of a flimsy dress

At least he tried to act a little normal. In between his cutlery adjustments I got the occasional sneaky hand placed on my thigh which sent shivers down my spine every time he moved his fingertips. He even said I looked nice, even though he complained that my make up rubbed onto his blazer every time I rested my head on his shoulder.

Aw well the date wasn't too bad and William didn't ruin it. He may be a bit of a moron but he is my moron. xx

Make Up Your Mind Boys!

I am writing another one of these before work so I am a little sleepy and eating my yummy strawberry and chocolate breakfast cereal. I am going to get a lecture from Will about not being dressed yet but looking this good cant be rushed, especially on an empty stomach.

So~ as some of you may have read on my darling William's blog I have been sulking a little at my love bug lately but its OK he has apologised publicly so his punishment is over. And if a certain man of mine thinks he can get away with being "sick" on Friday to get out of our date he is surely mistaken, because I will drag him along anyway, even if he is a sneezing, coughing mess.

For those of you who don't know me and Alan have finally convinced our other halves to go on a double date. Lets just say some of the boys are less than thrilled to go. William isn't a fan of dates in general as he doesn't like public displays of affection, so a date with another couple is his nightmare, mainly because we would have to act like a couple in front of people.

Ah well Will can throw his little temper tantrum, I am still looking forward to it. I don't know what to wear though because I'm not sure what we will be doing. Alan mentioned bowling. I hope not, because I don't bowl. They have those ghastly rented shoes and the red ball is always taken by someone else. Eric doesn't want to go to the cinema and we cant decide between the four of us where to go for dinner.

Planning a date is so much easier when I only have William to worry about.

Back to Normal

I have recovered from my flu and I have successfully learned my lesson about kissing sick supervisors. I just can’t help myself, he's so handsome~!
But I would rather have him healthy than all sniffley.

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. Once I got back to work after being ill I had a mountain of work to catch up on. I am slowly getting through it; I only have three stacks of paper work to finish. And lets not forget the reaping I have to make up for. It seems I owe Ronald lunch again for covering for me. Alas I have too many souls to reap, and miles to go before I sleep.

I have been a little less than motivated with work lately. Is there anything my darling~readers~ do to ensure they stay motivated? As always I adore your help.

On a completely unrelated note I want to throw William's blackberry out a window, again. We were having a cosy night in and it kept going off.

He Finally Caved In!

I have my voice back! ...Well its a teeny bit croaky and I cant sing that well at the moment, but it is back! I am feeling a little better today, still a little achy but at least I don't feel like DEATH any more.

I spent all day curled up with some hot chocolate and a rather moody William. He is just grumpy because he is being forced to take time off work because he is ill. My hubby isn't happy.

Oh and I want to say thank you to everyone who told us to get well soon. I love you all to DEATH. One of you did raise the question of how I caught the flu of Will so quickly and...well..I think I will let you answer that question with your imagination. I cant help kissing him! Even if he was infected with the plague I would still want my wicked way with him. ..OK maybe not the plague exactly, because he would be all gross and lumpy, but you get the point. I cant resist him.

Speaking of William , my wonderful William finally gave in and joined me and Ronald in our little blogging habit. True Ronnie never updates, but now William has joined in! (Will's blog) Go follow him and spam him with comments to annoy him. He doesnt want to keep his blog and is rather annoyed at himself for even joining the office blogging trend.

Feeling like DEATH

Remember how I said yesterday that my week has been horrible? Well I am now happy to announce it has just got worse! I have caught Will's flu! I spent all of yesterday tending to my poor, sick, handsome man and in exchange he gave me his stupid flu.

It was so bad that I woke up with no voice this morning. I must say my "darling" William found this extremely amusing and pointed out several times that I should get sick more often if it meant me leaving him alone.

Lucky for me not being able to speak qualifies me to take a few days off until I feel better. Maybe I'll convince Will to stay with me so we can play doctors and nurses~ ...that is, if I can manage to convince him to take his first sick day in at least a decade.

Also on a completely unrelated note I am pretty sure that Will and I are known as "That couple who likes to argue in the middle of the supermarket every week". It is a bit of a routine and the staff don't even stare at us funny anymore.

Everyone better wish me to get well soon or I will be very angry with all my Grellettes. Auntie Grell is ill and feels like DEATH. Someone better buy me chocolate!

Not in the Mood

As you can probably tell from my lack of updates things didn't go as I planned with my mission with Will. I almost had a chandelier drooped on me, my death scythe got jammed (again) and now we're back home Will has the flu. Not to mention that we didn't even reap the soul we were after because it got eaten. ...I'm not having a very good week.

I've been so moody lately that Will gave me a rather long lecture about how what happened last weekend wasn't my fault and how I shouldn't be so depressed. Will seems to think lecturing someone will cheer them up, it doesn't. But when that failed he took me shopping for something pretty, which kind of worked but I'm not quite back to my usual cheerful self.

I am sitting watching Will sleep at the moment. He is snoring and muttering nonsense about lamps. I would love to know how I am supposed to go to bed when he is wrapped up in all the bed covers. Ah well he's sick so I will cuddle up to him and let him get away with his bed sheet thievery for tonight.

Gone For Now

I've been so busy packing for me and Will's little trip I have forgot about my darling audience. Awha my Grellettes I have missed you so~!

Well we are all packed. Will gave me a bit of a lecture on my amount of suitcases but I've managed to dwindle down my clothes selection to two cases. Not to worry I didn't leave anything at home, I just worked out how to fold my clothes smaller so they take up less space.

I LOVE undercover work with Will! Pretending to be humans is always entertaining...even though he wont let me drive and dismissed my idea about pretending to be man and wife. I think he is determined not to let me treat this as a holiday. He is such a spoil sport! But I am sure that will change once he sees a few of the outfits I have tucked away in my suitcase for after hours in our hotel room.

I've been trying to find a way to keep you all updated on our little outing, sadly I will be out of Internet contact for a few days so I might keep a journal and post it all here when I get back, that is, if everything doesn't go to hell and I have no time to write.

Well until we both get back everyone take care and hopefully you wont run into any of us while we're working.

Bored Blog

I'm only writing this because I am BORED! I have nothing to do except sit and watch William work at home. Apparently I can sulk, sigh and whine all I want, I'm not going to get his attention. I want to strangle him with his tie. You know I could think of a thousand things I could be doing with my Sunday night other than watching Will make his post-Monday morning preparations. Also the fact that I'm a little peckish isn't helping my mood.

BORED, BORED, BORED, BORED, BORED, BORED!

Someone suggest me something to do, because I cant get Will's attention.


BAH! MEN!

SO EXCITED!

I've been saving this news up all day so I can rant about it in one place in detail.

I'm going away in a week! I know I whined about wanting a holiday, and sadly this isn't a holiday it is work related but I have been given the best job in all of reaping history! ...Ok maybe its not that good but I'm happy none the less.

Never mind the picture this is probably the closest thing I'll get to a holiday all year and I wanted an excuse to use that picture.

You probably all read yesterday that I had a little meeting to go to. Well I went, of course, and I was told that I have a little mission to go on. By little I mean its three days long and involves conferences and doctors and I have to judge whether some quack of a human doctor's new medicine would change the world or not because he is supposed to kick the bucket quite shortly.

Lucky for little old me the hotel he is supposed to be spending his last three days in is luxurious and extravagant...and my entire mission is being funded by dispatch! AND to make everything even better, because it is such a difficult life to judge they are teaming me up with William. Its like I've died and gone to heaven! Room service! A massive hotel suite! And my handsome man! True he will be nagging me to do work but I couldn't care less!

And I think I am going to stop ranting about this now because I could go on about it for a while. I got that excited I fainted when the HR department told us about it. But yes I leave next Friday in case any one is wondering where I vanished off too.

Comment Section

Thank you to: A Fan, Kirea, Lieutenant Ki, Anonymous (I cant thank you if you don't leave a name) and Anonymous Grellette for your wonderful comments.

Answering Points Raised in Comments:

Yes grim reaper technology is a little more ahead of you humans technology. The Internet was very dull until you lot started flooding it with things.

I think someone found that trainee I lost in the shinigami library. I never really thought to check.

And thank you for all the well wishes on my 100th post. I love you all to DEATH and I probably would have got bored of writing this ages ago if it wasn't for my readers.

Late Again!

I thought I would multitask and while a blog while trying to eat my breakfast, drink my coffee and find my trousers. ...Its best if you don't know where my trousers went, that was Will's fault, at least I know that they are somewhere in the house.

By the way it takes decades of practice before you can work out your timing perfectly so the kettle, the toaster and the microwave all go off at the same time. I was rather proud of that this morning. Ha! And Will thinks I cant cook! True without him I would be living off beans on toast and coffee but that's not the point, I made something and didn't burn, break or destroy anything.

Found my trousers! They where in the hall!

Well I am in a bit of a hurry this morning because I have a rather important dispatcher meeting this morning at 11. I would blog a little more but I have to run. I promise to write more when I get into my office and trying to procrastinate.

100th POST!!!!

I'm writing this without any Internet at the moment. I mentioned that I was reading Sebby's blog and then William disconnected my Internet. What a horrible, cold, jealous man he is! Luckily I can write this while waiting for him to reconnect it again.

But tonight is special because....IT IS MY 100TH BLOG POST!
..true it would have came around much sooner if I wasn't always so busy or lazy. Well at least I am not as bad as Ronald. And some people in dispatch thought I would get bored of writing this after a week. Nope I'm still here and still "inflicting my opinions on the Internet" as William once described it.

Oh and thanks to everyone who answered William's question about love the other day. He's now doing what you told him and researching the thing. I don't know why is he so confused but he just cant seem to understand the concept or the point of romantic love. Hopefully Google will give him a hand. ...And maybe teach him not to write in other people's blogs while they are sleeping!

Well I think that shall be everything for this evening because this little reaper needs to go catch some beauty sleep. There is nothing worse than going to work with bags under your eyes.

A Question From William T Spears

Dear Grell's Audience

I am afraid my idiotic companion has fallen asleep while logged into his laptop again. I will wake him up for work once I'm finished eating my breakfast. As you all know I do not see the point in this silly thing but I think I shall ask you something none the less as I was having a debate with Grell about this earlier.

What is your definition of love?

I am probably going to get a dozen over emotional responses similar to the one Grell gave me. I am only asking to solve this moronic debate once and for all.

Sincerely

William T Spears

No Work!

As some of you may know I had the day off today! Actually I have the entire weekend off. So does Will but a day off to him usually involves catching up at work at home and not wearing a tie.

To be honest I don't even think I have put shoes on today. It has been far too warm and I've been busy lounging around in my jeans and red shirt. And, even though I have taken two naps today, I am exhausted and writing this before I crawl into bed next to my favourite pillow, aka Will~

So for those of you would wanted me to document what I did on my day off today, I doubt you would want to hear about my multiple naps and me and Will's argument about making tea properly, I have nothing of interest to report to you.

By the way I am in the desperate need of a new hairdresser as my fringe ("bangs" to you Americans) are starting to annoy my eyes. My last hairdresser had a little "accident" after she cut my hair too short a few months ago. So off on another salon hunt for me, hopefully I wont have to bring my scythe with me as insurance.

Well I am going to cut this short as Will is dragging me off to bed...he's in a grumpy mood so I think he actually wants me to sleep.

Lost

After my little loved up post last time I think it is time I updated you all on the usual day to day stuff as I haven't really been keeping my beloved audience up to date with my fabulous life.

Firstly I have came to the conclusion that reapers should have summer holidays. I come to that conclusion every year but I really want one. I could just see me now~ lounging on the beach in a cute little swim suit and my heart shaped sunglasses perched on my nose as I sunbathe. The problem with that is that I'm stuck in England, with cold sea water, rain and a partner who doesn't like the beach, holidays or wearing a bathing suit, such a shame really since he's such a stud.

Its not that I don't have any holiday time saved up its just that I don't want to have to go by myself and dragging Will along is out of the question as he doesn't like taking time off work. I have a theory he thinks dispatch would burn down if he wasn't in it. I'm pretty sure he has a decade or two's worth of holiday time saved up by now,what exactly he is saving it for I have no idea.

But yes...Please Will Someone Send Me on Holiday! ...preferably somewhere warm where I can work on a tan. Its near impossible to get one here.

Speaking of William, he got both of us lost in the middle of nowhere the other day while working. We don't always work together in the field (sadly in this case that term "Field" is literal) but when we do we spend quite a lot of our time bickering over work, the reason for that being this time was that he blamed me for getting us lost, even though he was the one who took us there in the first place AND was the one who checked the location of the expected deaths before we left. He still claims it was my fault, but its not my fault he didn't read the list properly. Bah men and their stupid inability to ask for directions!


As always thank you to my darling commenters~: Amamizu, Nina, Lieutenant Ki, "A fan" and Kirea

Me + Will Day

As my regular readers would know I have been deliberating over how to deal with requests for more things about me and my wonderful William. True we did do Q/A 's together a while ago but apparently that's not enough for my adoring public. So I thought I would write a blog a week detailing things about me and Will.

So~Enjoy~ I will only give you three this week to get me started.

1) There is a tree in a park in London that has both our initials carved into it with the year "05" carved beneath it. I carved it with Will's scythe quite a long time ago. Sadly we almost got caught. Lucky for Will he had managed to remain clothed, I on the other hand had to try flee AND do up my clothes at the same time. I dont know what is more awkward, picking bark out of my hair or trying to wash moss stains out of a white shirt.

2) Ah the meaningful conversations you can have in the shower together~ Also convincing your, always logical, boyfriend that it helps save water always ruins his "I don't need you in the shower" argument.

3) William is defenseless without his glasses, but he is even more defenseless when blind folded and tied to my head board, though he does squirm and yell at me a lot when I do that.

Ah Will is going to give me such a lecture for writing this about him, aw well, he might as well get used to it.


I'm going to start writing the names of commenters at the bottom of my blogs since I don't get the chance to really reply to everyone, and yes I do read them all~
So thanks to~: Kirea, HappyWise, Lieutenant Ki, Sebby~ and a Fan? for their recent comments.