"Soul meets soul on lovers' lips"

I felt like starting my blog with a quote today since I am in a much better mood. Life is getting somewhat back to normal. I'm back to being lazy, Will has started bringing his work home so I see him more and Eric and Ronald have been fighting over the hot chocolate in the office kitchen. I wouldn't mind their little chocolate war but they keep trying to rope me into it, which is silly as I don't drink instant hot chocolate.

Right now Will is trying to shift me and my pretty red laptop off the bottom of the bed so he can sleep, but I'm not moving! ...Just thought you should all know, also I know how annoyed he gets when I write about him.

Today has been pretty lazy. I did some over time, which mainly involved doing paper work and bickering with Will over Chinese food.
Will needs to realize that the more he nags the less chance he has of making me go to bed.

....Never mind he just took his shirt off, I'm gone.

Left to My Own Devices

Remember how I wanted time off? Well I take it back, I'm bored now. Will sent me home early because of all my whining and now I have nothing to do. Of course I spent the afternoon doing my hair and getting back to looking like my usual sultry self, but after all that I got bored. I'm blaming this on Will and the amount of work he still has to do. I want to have some fun but he's always busy.

Well at least I have my new hobby to keep me occupied. Sebby texting. I just happened to get my hands on darling Sebastian's mobile phone number. You would think someone as perfect as Sebby would have a better phone, every time I call him I get cut off and he never seems to get any of my messages. Maybe the brat should give him a raise and then he will be able to buy a phone that actually answers my calls.

While I was having a bit of a sing-a-long earlier (because I have nothing better to do when Will isn't home but to turn up some music and have a bit of a nice loud sing) I was thinking about how strange it would be to live in a musical. Oh if only life were that dramatic. I got a little confused though, would Life be just one big giant musical? Or would there be millions of musicals with everyone starring in the musical of their own individual lives?

But either way, if life was a fantastic, Westend production of course yours truly would steal the show~

Overtime Blues

I bet you all thought I had vanished. Let's just say I haven't had a very good week. At the moment I am being worked to DEATH☆. I have spent the last few days buried under a mountain of paperwork with only tormenting interns to serve as my entertainment. Even my appearance is starting to suffer! My gorgeous hair has been tied back and I haven't had time to do my nails. To make matters worse Ronald said I looked very manly today. I want to die! Well OK I want to take a nap, do my hair and make up and then die so I will leave a beautiful corpse, but that's not the point. I cant take this any more! I want all of this work to end so I can go back to being lazy and avoiding overtime. If this goes on much longer I am going to start working with a bag over my head.

Also everyone else has been just as busy. Well Will has been any way. So I don't even have my live-in-lover to make me feel better, which is making very, very FRUSTRATED!

Well that was just a quick update and I now I am going to get some beauty sleep before I go back to doing yet more work.

High Heels 101

Since I got some enquires about my fabulous footwear I thought I would part with more of my wonderful womanly wisdom and teach all of you how to walk in heels.
I am a bit of an expert on the subject so here is some tips from your auntie Grell~

• Start Small: Starting with high spike heels wont do you or your feet any favours, so start with a few inches and work your way up.
  
• Work You Hips: Walking in heels is automatically gives you a sexy strut, if you fight it your balance will get messed up. So go with it~!
  
• Practice Makes Perfect: Adjust to your shoes before taking them somewhere were there will be a lot of walking. Short trips around the house or to nearby shops will get you accustomed to your new babies before you're ready for a full length performance.
  
• Socks: Synthetic materials will rub and burn when you're wearing high heels so cotton socks are your friend as they cause less friction.
  
• Don't Wear Them All The Time: Even I have to wear flats sometimes and wearing heels all the time can cause health problems for you mortals. Also carrying a small pair of flat trainers or pumps in your handbag when your out can save you from beautiful, yet torturous shoes when you cant go home and change.
  

How to walk on ice in high heels?
The simple answer to this question is...don't, unless you're me. But since so many people have messaged me to ask me this question I'll tell you.

• Wear a heel which isn't too thin as you will be able to balance better.
  
• Wear shoes that have good grip.
• Practice.
  
• BE CAREFUL! You're not me, you can fall over and break your neck. Next winter if I have to reap any high heel, ice related accidental deaths I will bring you back just so I can kill you again myself for being stupid.
  

If I stated the obvious a little I apologise but some of my Grellettes asked so I delivered.

Oh and I got a few last minute messages from Ronnie this afternoon. Apparently me and William are hosting a party tomorrow night that we didn't know about. Well this should be interesting...

Interns = Minions/Personal Slaves

I'm writing a blog during the day for a change. I thought I would get a head start since I have a ton of work to do today. Since my death list has been so empty Will has decided to bombard me with other work to do. Well at least I haven't had to opportunity to kill anyone...yet.

I keep getting messages asking how everyone is (Leave it to my Grellettes to remind me that I haven't posted in a while.) so here is a quick update on everyone.

My arm is better and I don't need a wrist support any more. But I am still getting the interns to fetch coffee for me because that is all this years trainees are good for. (Will would give me a lecture if I tried using one as a doorstop)

Will will be off working in the field for the next two days but he's still in charge and keeps popping back to make sure everything is still in order. Work started three hours ago and so far I've seen him six times. Someone needs a holiday.

At this very moment Ronald is running around like a chicken with his head chopped off because he has misplaced his tie and has a soul to collect in half an hour.

I haven't seen Eric this morning. So I have no idea what to say there.

And Alan is the only one out doing his job and isn't late, stressed out, missing or procrastinating by writing a blog in his office. Well at least there is one of us working.

So I should go do something, I have a rather long "to-do" list today paperwork wise. Yeah expect possibly another random blog or thousands of facebook updates of my procrastination with Will not being here to yell at me.

Well I'm off to get my lunch...or maybe I'll get an intern to fetch it for me...or maybe Ronald. Aw well I'll just see who is in ear shot. I wonder if I could train them to come when I click my fingers...

My darling little blog was broken yesterday. It was such a shame since I had such a good time dragging Undertaker shoe shopping with me. I even made a little pit stop at a spa for a treatment or two.

Here's a tip for my girlies, if you ever have the opportunity to have a fish pedicure, get one. They make your skin feel wonderful...just don't wear heels afterwards. I learnt that the hard way.

Undertaker was surprisingly well behaved, except for his usual wandering hands and once more trying to convince me to get my precious skin tattooed. He was smelling my hair at one point, it was a bit strange.

Today on the other hand has been less eventful. Ronald is on a mission somewhere (I should really pay attention when people tell me things) and William has been a little more stressed with work than usual. Everyone has been busy, busy, busy, except little old me who has a slightly emptier death list than normal. I'm bored, I want to see pretty blood and gore but there is none for me to play with. If I don't get a good death soon I'll MAKE some of delightful deaths of my own.

A Little Better

I planed to write a blog yesterday but I was in a bit of a bad mood and my wrist was sore so I didn't get around to it. (Thank you to everyone who tried to cheer little moody me up. I love you all to DEATH)

Well as of this afternoon I no longer need a cast for my arm. Yippee! ...Sadly I still have to wear a silly wrist support thing, that didn't come in any other colour but white. It looks ghastly. Well at least I still have something to use to get sympathy off people.

Tomorrow I will be spending the day with Undertaker! I haven't seen him in ages and I am dragging him shopping with me because I need the company and his conversations are always so entertaining. We always seem to have the misfortune of attracting trouble when we're out together. He has got me banned from a costume shop in London and another time we were both questioned by police for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Last time we were out I came incredibly close to getting a tattoo. Maybe Will's right...I shouldn't hang out with Undie unsupervised.

Well I am going to crawl into my lovely comfortable bed a little earlier than usual since I was up all last night catching up on back dated paperwork. I can be a good girl when I want too~ sadly being naughty and not doing any work is much more entertaining.

My Pajamas Could Eat Me

I got the day off work today due to my arm. I really wish William had told me that sooner instead of having be get dressed in my suit with all those buttons just to go into dispatch and be told to go home again. Though sadly I was in just long enough for Ronald and Eric to make crude jokes about my injured wrist.

As a treat/punishment William bought me new pajamas to wear since I'm ill...they are the most unsexy things on the planet, men's and two sizes too big! On the up side they are red and I look rather adorable in my giant flannel pajamas. Also I think I could squeeze myself into One of the legs instead of wearing the full trousers.
Will thought since I kept stealing his he should buy me my own. A nice thought but they are HUGE. I might just wear the top half as a nightdress.

Will has been surprisingly helpful today. So far he has redressed my arm and helped me get changed into my new pajamas (Something which I was more than happy to let~him~do~) but he did make me carry three shopping bags when we were out, a tray full of plates and my scythe. Not all that the same time of course.

He's hoping I'll be better tomorrow.

Ouch!

This might be a little shorter than usual because I'm typing with one hand, which is surprisingly difficult. I got into a spot of bother yesterday at work, fell off a roof and twisted my left arm. I have either torn something or sprained something, I wasn't really listening because my doctor in the infirmary was really cute. Its all bandaged up and it hurts! Will has been too busy for me to tell him about it. (Well someone is in for a shock when he comes home in 2 hours)

Well its not as bad as when I fell off a roof last winter because of the ice and bruised my butt. At least I can sit down...

My arm will heal up quickly but until then I better get some Get Well Soon cards from my fellow shinigami at work...and some chocolates..maybe a few bunches of flowers...and any other gifts they may think of. I am a damsel in distress after all.

To make matters worse its 7:30am I haven't slept because I'm hungry and cooking with one arm is hard and I've hurt the side I sleep on. I'm going to look ghastly at work later.

The Will and I Q/A Session (Part 4)

We're back to our usual schedule so that means we get to finish answering all the questions everyone sent us.

What is your favorite book? And why?
Grell: Right now? American Psycho. Its deliciously morbid and scandalous.

William: At the moment The Once Future King by T. H White. Large books keep me occupied, even though someone drew hearts inside my copy.

If you could be someone else for the day, who would you be and why?
Grell: An actress! No one in particular, just a fabulously dressed lady for a day.

William: Why would I want to be anyone else?

Do you guys have pastimes or hobbies that you do either alone or together?

Grell: I have plenty of hobbies I do alone, sewing, shopping, doll collecting and beautifying myself.
I cook with William, but that is because he thinks I need "supervision".

William: I don't have that many hobbies I do alone usually reading and listening to classical music. I try to play chess but my companion has the attention span of a squirrel, forgets the rules and is both a sore looser and a sore winner.

If you starred in a Shakespeare play, which would it be and who would you play?
Grell: Besides playing Juliet? I would want to play Lady Macbeth or Titania, the Queen of the Fairies.

William: The character Macduff from the play Macbeth. Mainly because Macbeth was an idiot.

Why did you pick those particular glasses? And William did you know that yours wouldn't stay up?
Grell: The colour and the shape of the frames was oh so flattering, how could I not pick them~?

William: They suited me, do I need another reason? And no I did not know that they would slide down so often.

Your opinions on the royal wedding:
Grell: That is a silly human matter. I LOVED her dress though.

William: No Comment.

As always send us more questions~

New Hairdresser Required

I'M FINALLY FINISHED ALL OF MY PUNISHMENT OVERTIME! William has given me back my phone so I'm now back to my overly online active self. I even have tomorrow off! (Technically today since it is almost 6am here in the UK) I'm planning on spending the day sleeping and watching Romeo + Juliet while Will is at work.

I want to thank Amamizu for sending a giant box of American sweets to Ronald. He ate all the peeps in one work day and was hyperactive for hours! He had them lined up on his desk like a little yellow chick army. He even had the ones in his last box NAMED. If Ronnie were human he would probably be in a diabetic coma by now.

I need a new hairdresser. My old one got "fired" because she trimmed one too many inches off my glorious hair. Finding a decent salon is a nightmare when I have to permanently "fire" the staff. She did make a pretty mess though when she left~

Oh! One more little point..

William dearest (I know you read this) I am writing this wearing YOUR blue flannel pajamas, sitting on YOUR side of the bed and eating a sandwich made from YOUR ham from the fridge. I am going to get your side of the bed nice and crumb covered for when you get back from night shift. Maybe I'll even spill some strawberry tea over your pajamas. You know how clumsy little old me can be~ This is what you get for throwing out my Sebby doll Mister Spears.

Life With Grell Sutcliff

Since Grell Sutcliff is knee deep in overtime and he likes to divulge personal information about me on this stupid blog, I am going to get a bit of revenge by doing the exact same thing back to him. So here's a little summary of what life is like living with Grell Sutcliff.

- He sleeps until 3pm on his days off and then spends the rest of the day wandering around in MY pajamas.

-He can whine for hours about a broken nail.

-The amount of red that has taken over my house is frightening.


-He gets incredibly jealous of female staff members.

-He is insufferable when he is ill and can continue the illness act long after he is supposed to be better.

-He cant cook and his biggest achievement is making an omelet without setting the fire alarm off.

-He hides under the bed covers in the morning to avoid being seen without make up.

-He still thinks I don't know about the "Sebasuchan" doll that was hidden under our bed. He doesn't know that I threw it out along with all his photographs of the soul stealing piece of filth.

-Hair products have taken over my bathroom.

I think that is everything I have to say today. Grell will be back with his usual mindless nonsense tomorrow once he has finished his punishment. I just borrowed his blog for the night, since he was so courteous as to leave himself logged in on my computer from last time he borrowed it.

William T Spears

The Queen of Overtime

Thanks to my last blog William has rewarded me with a substantial amount of over time and a rather nasty job to complete next weekend. He's also confiscated my mobile phone since it is a "constant distraction from work". As you can probably guess, he's back to normal. Everyone can relax and Ronald can stop writing his will from under his desk.

I'll write more about Will later because he's my delightfully cold knight in shining armour this evening~!

So a quick summary of my day (which was much longer than desired thanks to Will and his love of giving out overtime)

I woke up on time but I still managed to be late for work because I couldn't find one of my shoes and spent the morning hunting for it. I got a lecture from William about being late and had my phone taken off me for probably the hundredth time since I bought the thing. I picked up my death list, which was horrible because Will has arranged it so I had to deal with deaths he knew I would hate. (Mainly annoying whiny women and one death involving eyes, which was so unnervingly disgusting of a death I couldn't help but shudder watching it. It was gross.) After all that I then popped to the glasses department to replace the chain of my glasses as it was getting a little worse for wear and then I went home, collapsed on my sofa until William made me something to eat; extra rare steak with potato. (I want a second helping, its been on my mind since I cleared my plate earlier)

Now for the reason why William is wonderful and my knight in shining armour!

Eric told me before I finished my overtime today that William punished someone in our department for saying horrible things about me. Apparently this shinigami called me a rather unpleasant name (Lets just say its another word for prostitute along with several other nasty names, I'm a lady I don't swear...often) and not only that, they said it to Will's face. This lead to this shinigami receiving a mountain of overtime and possibly being transferred departments due to "misconduct". Of course once I found this out I had to reward~ William for his gentlemanly behaviour...several times~

Ah! William you are my prince charming! My knight in shining white armour! My stone faced guardian angel! My hero~!

Cheer Up William (A message to William T Spears)

Will is going to hate me for posting this blog but I dont care I need a rant and I have no where else to put it. This also explains my lack of blogs lately as I have been too annoyed to write anything.

Ok so the short version of the story: William had an argument with Undertaker. Since then my beloved supervisor has been in an absolutely foul mood. This has made the entire department nervous because everyone is worried about upsetting him further. (Me included)

I am writing this blog to say cheer up William T Spears. I love you to bits and I wish you would just slap me around and make both of us feel better. You're my best friend, my lover, my superior and partner (In and out of work) and I hate seeing you so miserable. I want to be able to talk to you without being yelled at. Its weird seeing you so upset over something that wasn't my fault and I cant fix it. At least take it out on me the way you usually do. I'm starting to miss your little love punches~

That shall be it for my sappy, public blog (Yeah Will I posted this is public where everyone can see it) hopefully everything will be back to normal soon and I can go back to posting my usual happy, daily blogs.

Love you loads~

Grell