Living With Us.

Hello darlings~ I thought I would give you all a little update while Will is working and I have no man to distract me. It also means I can blast music to my heart's content at 2am and I have no one to tell me to turn it down, or at least I wont until our neighbours start knocking on the door, and even then I might just accidentally end up turning the music up instead of down. They have tried complaining before but if you knock on our door to complain you will either be greeted by myself or my stone cold man, and neither of us are very agreeable when it comes to being told what to do.

We've had several complaints so far, usually for arguing, playing music and other~ loud noises~. I cant help it if I'm a screamer and my man is an awful lot to handle. Well, I'm not the only loud person but posting about such things regarding my darling usually get me a strict telling off, but between you and me, he's not always the one who plays Tomcat between the two of us.

But yes, we dont recieve complaints very well. We're dead fine with being on the recieving end from each other but other people, not so much. One complaint about noise prompted me buy a megaphone to show them what real noise was, while on another occasion I took to jumping on the bed to bother the neighbours. I'm not the only one, if you're "lucky" enough to have Will open the door for you to complain to you will promptly be told to mind your own business and have the housing listings handed to you from the newspaper after being told that if you have a problem you should either buy earplugs or move. I'm pretty sure he took to newspaper stealing at one point as well. My darling can be dead childish when he's sulking at someone and at the time he always seemed to have a spare paper at work to read. It's not like anyone can kick us out, we own the place, or at least William does, I'm just his live in lover~.

Grell Reads 50 Shades of Grey (Part 1)

Before I start this I know I have been promising this for ages but in the last two weeks I have only managed to get to page 11 and I cant take any more! You should all count yourselves dead lucky that I didnt put my death scythe through the book. I'll skip ahead to the more naughty bits later when I feel like punishing myself again.

As you all know I'm a bit of a fan of literature so that book made me want to cry myself to DEATH within a few pages. I shall write my problems with this book in a list, because I feel like I should be like my man and write everything in adorable bullet points because writing about books is a serious matter, well when they are this chronic it is serious.

• The story is about Mr Grey and Miss Steele. Clearly the author looked up gray in the thesaurus and decided to use every term for the colour that they possibly could. We should do a head count that something gray is mentioned.
• The lead character is boring and apparently her friend is more interesting and prettier than she is. Why not write about her friend instead? 
• Ohh~ This is a big thing that gave me a headache, she got in a lift in the first chapter and it took her UP to the 20th floor with "terminal velocity". That is something that happens when you're falling DOWN. How did it take her up? I'm no expert but I saw the movie Terminal Velocity and I checked wikipedia and there is a lot things about falling in both, and yes it did bother me enough to go look it up to check. I'm a grim reaper after all, I know what makes people go splat when they hit the floor. Physics is dead in the world of this novel. 
• I dont see why the character's thoughts need to be voiced, especially if they are as eloquent as "Wow" and that is all.

So those are my notes from my first reading of it. If I manage another I'll post up my views. Will must think I have lost the plot googling things that I'm reading about and not looking very happy. He'll be wanting me back to reading Shakespeare again. At least when I read the Bard I look much happier & I recite the love scenes to him. 

Reapers Can Get Hangovers?

Have a picture of my man instead of me just because I think it is simply delicious~

I'm dead sorry for the bit of a wait between updates. I havent properly vanished again, dont you all worry about that. I'm being as good as gold~ ...or at least as good as possible for lil' ole' me. I dont fancy another punishment for being naughty and vanishing for months. Speaking of which it seems you're all very determined to make me read Fifty Shades of Gray. I'll have a little nosy through the first chapter tonight and I'll update you on every chapter I go through, that way I'll save you all the hassle of reading it, though I must say I could probably do the bloody thing justice. I keep thinking it is staring at me from the book shelf. Of course it isnt on an obvious spot on the case because I dont want Will finding it. It might give my man a stroke.

So what did you all miss this week~ Well last time I posted it was before the office party, which went magificently. Though I was a little worse for wear afterward. I didnt know it was possible for grim reapers to get hangovers, so I suppose I finally found my limit with alcohol. I was rather well behaved for a change, well with the usual exception of the occasional intoxicated fumble with my darling. My man might be usually stoic and well behaved but after a little drink or two it is so much easier to make him crack, or at least more willing to ignore his personal rules about being naughty in public places~

I wish I could say Ronald was well behaved, the office party was on Friday but afterward he vanished until Sunday. I have no idea where he wandered off to and he hasnt mentioned it ever since. Such a strange boy. I know this though, during that time my blond partner lost his ID and now I have to buy all his future party supplies for him until it is replaced. He could have anyone else do it but it seems to be me getting bothered the most. Apparently he doesnt look that old to you humans so he keeps getting asked for his ID while he's shopping.

Oh! And in case you've been living under a rock or something and didnt know, the Olympics are in London this year. This is my third time seeing them here in my division and it causes so much overtime with all those people being shipped in to London. Though I must say the event is much bigger than when I last saw it here 64 years ago.

Why Do I Do This To Myself?

I thought I would get this cracking early as I have an early death tomorrow morning. I'm a busy maiden after all, people Dying to meet me and all that~ and this one is a juicy one. I cant wait to sink my scythe into such a fabulous mess...but I should stop now before I give out DEATH spoilers. That would be naughty of me~

So I have came to a decision of what to do with that dreadful novel I am now in possession of. I'm going to let you lot make up my mind for me. In case you didnt notice I added a little poll in the corner. Reading that ghastly thing shall be my punishment for neglecting my audience for all of May and June. I'll even share my opinion of it. So if you want this little reaper's narrition of Fifty Shades of Grey give the poll a click. Why do I do such things to myself? 

Well other than dreading what you're going to vote for me all day I have spent my day reaping and trying not to reap Ronald while I'm at it. I might not be the biggest fan of my blond partner but I'm even less of a fan when he's been playing the same CD in his office on a loop for the last few days in a row. It is getting to the point that I am starting to know what order the tracks are in and I hear it when it is turned off! I've complained to Will and all he's done is give Ronald a cerfuw for his music. My man might not care but he isnt the one who has an office next door to that little brat. This is why I hate young'uns they have no respect or consideration for others around them. I might just sneak in and introduce his CD player to my darling death scythe~ They could get to know each other intimately~

Oh! And speaking of music, we're having an office party on Friday since it has been a while since we had one. I'm dragging Ronnie shopping on Thursday as I am in the need to buy a few pretty things to doll myself up with. It will be a fabulous occasion to take my new boots out for a spin, they've only been worn while twirling around the house so far~ I need to pop their cherry and that will be the best night to do it. I just hope the heels are suitable for stumbling home in.

Happy Now~?

I was having a little browse through the part of my blog that tells me where all my views come from and I found something Dead interesting. I have a very naughty collection of fans. Oh well who am I to judge, who doesnt have a slightly dodgy internet search history? I'm quite used to finding things such as "Grell William having sex" or "Hot Ronald Knox" cropping up in the little section that tells me how people found my darling blog but now "Shirtless Grell Sutcliff" has managed to make it into the top 5 searched things to find my blog. So I thought I would them out of their searching misery and post a shirtless picture. 

I pride myself on being a (somewhat) respectable maiden on my little section of the internet and I dont post any images of myself naked. Also my man would probably kill me for doing such a thing. He doesnt like to share, but I thought a little peek wouldnt hurt. I'm pretty sure my fellow reapers have already seen me shirtless (office parties, dont ask) so it should be fine with my darling~

 Other than posting about that my day has been like every other Sunday, I spent it watching slasher movies with a book and cup of strawberry tea. Such a peaceful day before the busy work week~

Oh! I received a little gift from Ronald the other day I forgot to tell you all about. Well...it is more of a dare than an actual pleasant present but my plain partner gave me a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey. From what I have heard about it it is quite the Deadly disaster of a novel so I'm not quite sure whether to read it and see what all the fuss is about, or to reap it. Does anyone want to make my mind up for me~?

Shakespeare Kills People

Thank you all for making me feel like the only procrastinator in the big wide world. I didnt expect any of you to go write your own lists, barvo my darlings~ How wonderful you all are at audience participation. I applaud you all, not just the list writers. And since I'm not the only one who would happily procrastinate themselves to DEATH I claim the title of the queen of procrastination.

I'm going to state the obvious and say today was Saturday, which meant no work for me and I got to spend the day having one of my little me days around town. I popped out on the hunt for a decent black eyeshadow and came home with four books and no makeup. What a pity, but at least I'll be a little more well read. I must admit to being a little lacking when it comes to modern literature because I can be a bit fussy when it comes to reading something that isnt the Bard's work or something a little darker. Though I have read my fair share of juicy modern crime novels. My new paperbound babies are just that type of novel but I thought I would share them with you all because the idea simply facinated me (and I'm a tad jealous I didnt think of doing it myself); murdering people in a similar fashion to deaths in Shakespeare's plays. I might take note in case I ever feel like having a bit of fun and seeing how they work out in reality~ I've been awfully well behaved since being Jack the Ripper.

I get the feeling that those books might take me a while to read because when I got them home they put me in the mood to read the Scottish Play and when I was done with that I watched Romeo and Juliet. The next thing I knew it was late at night and Will had went to bed without me. I shall have to go wake him with kisses and whisper sonnets to him before we drift off.

The Process of Procrastination

I was going to write a completely different than this one but I spent the entire day procrastinating from doing it and I thought writing down what I have been doing instead would be more entertaining. You would think being a god of DEATH would make it impossible for me to be bored but nope, I've had the most quiet day in the world with only a little bit of work and a blog that I promised my self I would write to fill my time but this is what I did instead. 

My Process of Blog Writing! (Aka Things I do when I have something to do that isnt procrastinating)

1. Turn on my ugly work laptop that I havent got around to replacing yet. 
2. Open up blogger & read comments.
3. Spend far too long trying to find that song I heard one time that I cant remember any of the proper lyrics to and I dont know the name of the band or the actual song.
4. Go see what William is doing. (He was  being Dead exciting and doing the dishes in case you want to know)
5. Yell at Will for buying me the wrong strawberry yoghurt when he went grocery shopping today.
6. Sulk at Will for arguing back & smacking me with a wooden spoon. 
7. Make up with my man which took a few hours and involved doing rather unhygenic things to each other on the kitchen floor. 
8. Play that fabulous post-love game of "where did you throw my clothes?". 
9. Move my laptop so I can play with it while using Will as a head rest while he reads on the sofa.
10. Remeber that I havent used my tumblr account in ages and play with that
11. Recieve soothing, shiver inducing scalp scratches and pets from my man because I'm his pussy cat~ 
12. Fall asleep due to being petted.
13. Get kicked off Will's lap for giving him pins and needles. 
14. Let Will go check on his work things for tomorrow morning while I go back to tumblr.
15. Stare at blogger some more. 
16. Remember that yoghurt I complained about? Yeah I decided to eat it.
17. Check my office email even if no one is currently in my department at this time of night and I live with my boss. 
18. Watch makeup tutorials. 
19. Somehow end up wandering off to the bathroom to play with my hair.
20. WRITE THIS BLOG!

And after all those points I'm left sitting with a perfectly done updo in the middle of the night and no where to wear it to. At least I got something written. If any of my darling readers ever wondered why I having problems posting at times I'm not busy that list of points should answer that question. I adore my deadly adorable blog I really do~ It is just when it is open the rest of the world just looks so shiny and interesting and Will is deliciously distracting. I'm blaming his looks for being distracting. It's Will's fault.

I'm I the only horrible procrastinator in the world~? Or are the members of my audience just as bad~?

Atop of Clothes Mountain~

I'm currently supposed to be cleaning out of my rather full wardrobe but I found myself distracted with picking music to listen to while cleaning and I somehow ended up sitting on top of the pile of clothes I'm supposed to be clearing away and scribbling in my darling blog~ So hello from the top of my little clothes mountain!

I found myself unable to sleep due to too many nightshifts ruining my body-clock and making sleep a little difficult. I just hope I can get up for work in the morning. Aw well~ At least it isnt my biological clock that is broken, Willy hates it when that starts ticking.

Lucky for my currently sleeping man I keep all my clothes in a different room from our bedroom so I wont disturb him while I tidy up. We had an abundance of bedrooms even after I moved in to Will's place so I got my own room which I use for all my little hobbies, including all of my makeup collection, my clothes, my sewing equipment and everything I need for my photography. Alas I cant keep any of my photographs of Sebby on my wall because my roomie gets a little grumpy about them so instead I have  a wall of William. He calls it "disturbing" I call it perfection~ I need to capture those cold eyes on camera as often as possible so they're constantly staring  down at me and filling me with such fantastic shivers~! ...Though photographs never do them justice, even with today's fancy cameras. Well at least I dont need a dark room any more to print them out. I had one in my old place and it was such a hassle.

Hm, it seems like finishing my little dressing room cleaning escpade isnt going to get finished. Well I have half of the room done. It is dead pretty and perfect. I even lit a few candles so it will smell like strawberries and pomagrante when I come in here in the morning. It is just a shame that the other half of my room looks like it was hit with a clothing bomb. Finding my uniform in the morning should be deadly interesting. At least I had some sense to hang my work shirts over one of my mirrors to stop them getting wrinkled. Ok maybe I am a little lazy when it comes to hanging my things on proper hangers.

Alright, it's late, I have to get up for work in five hours, so I think I will go crawl back into bed next to my six foot tall teddy bear~ Thank you for keeping me company until I got sleepy. I'll write soon~ Buh bye now~

And All That Jazz

I bet you thought I forgot about this again, didnt you~? Well I am dead tired but I thought I would be a good little reaper and write a blog for the day. Even if I am writing this at 2am. My darling man is asleep at the moment and I'm having a fabulous time watching him sleep, in between typing this thing up. I think I drank too much coffee earlier, that is why I'm here instead of being wrapped around Willy right now. He thinks I dont know he's a cuddly sleeper but it is fabulous the things you find out while pretending to be asleep. You see Will does this little trick of faking falling asleep facing away from me and then rolling back over to cuddle when he thinks I'm asleep. Tsk tsk Will~ being up before me doesnt mean you get  away with such darling bedroom techniques. ...Oh he loves me so, that funny hubby of mine~

Well my day has been deadly deathly dull. I had only a single death and it bored me to DEATH. Is an interesting cinimatic record too much to ask for now-a-days~? Entertain me humans, it is all you're really good for after all, but I love you all to DEATH none the less, I would be even more bored without your ways...also you're all so fragile and fun to paint the town red with, literally. 

So after my date with death I trailed my beautiful self home and spent an evening curled up and watching a few movies I was in the mood for. Alas my man didnt seem to appreciate me singing along with a few of them but he wasnt the one watching television, so I can sing all I want. I dont think he's a fan of musicals, or my darling horror movies. If I dont get complaints about singing too loudly I get a lecture about the screaming in what I'm watching being too loud. He just doesnt appreciate fabulous films like I do. 

Oh! And the truffles I made all by myself yesterday turned out deliciously.  They didnt last very long though, but it makes sense for a chef to taste their own cooking. William wants to know if I'll ever cook any "real" food as all I seem to make is either sweets or cakes. I just think that I'll stick to making sweet treats while my talented man keeps up making my dinner every day~

Oops~

Hello darlings~ I thought I would finally get around to scribbling one of these down because it has been awfully naughty of me to be missing for an entire month. I'm still alive, I've just been a little busy. I have plenty of reasons for being missing, so I have a little section titled:

Reasons Why Grell Hasnt Written a Blog in a Month

1. I'm been DEAD busy: Me being my wonderfully talented self I was entrusted to do a bit of uncover work a few weeks ago. I love any excuse to dust of my skills as an actress so when an assignment like that comes along I have to gobble it right up~ It's all done now and I'm back to being tied to my desk, at least I am for now any way...unless more cinematic records go missing, in which case this starlet will have to take up her leading role again. I just wish the higher ups didnt cast me in male roles so often! Looks like these deserve prettier costumes~
2. I hurt my foot: Ronald finds this one hilarious. After my long assignment I tripped over a piece of paving on my way to work and I spraned my foot. Yes, after a long, somewhat dangerous, mission I managed to hurt myself by walking. I know I still could have typed up a blog but lets see you write things when you're cranky because you cant walk! I had to wear FLATS! And William said it was my own fault for wearing "impractical shoes" so I had no sympathy at home!
3. My red laptop exploded: Well..it didnt really explode...Will and I kinda broke it by knocking it off a table at home when we were being a little naughty. I was worth it though, and I borrowed one from Dispatch to replace it. It is ugly and grey! I guess that is what I get for being involved with a man who can make the earth move~ ...it is also why my darling blog will be short on images for a while. R.I.P Laptop, William & Sebby photograph collection, & questionable search history that was for my eyes only.

 Ok now back to the proper blog!

If any of you have been following this thing for the last year, or have read back, you will know it was Ronald's birthday yesterday. I would ask him how old he is but he might ask me the question back and that is none of his business. As we were all in the office yesterday it turned into a rather relaxed session of chinese food & birthday cake. My figure is going to hate me for the next few days. I'm surprised that Will even allowed it, but maybe he was just hungry and an in-work dinner seemed like a good idea. Before you all start worrying that Ronald has become boring in his new old age, the reason why he didnt have a proper party was because he was at one the other day and is "waiting on his liver to grow back". Apparently it involved something to do with a stripper and Ronnie being dressed as a T-Bird from Grease. Anyway~ that was his pre-birthday party and he'll be having a post-birthday party on thursday.

And since this blog has become a tad longer than expected I'll made the following updated points quick:

• Will has painted our kitchen a grotesque shade of yellow and I'm plotting to paint over it once I convince him to leave the house for long enough.
• I'm going to attempt making sweet treats again to try and learn how to be a domesticated maiden, so I'm buying ingredients to make chocolate truffles after work. 

I Think I'm Sick

I actually thought I wasnt going to get around to writing one of these today, but I thought that I should be nice and write a little something to my adoring audience between deaths and boring paperwork. It might take me a little while to finish this though as Will keeps walking behind my desk and I have to close everything so he doesnt notice my slacking off. If any of you remember, he has confiscated my little blog before and I dont want it to fall into the hands of my man again...also he writes embarrassing things about me as a punishment.

He should be happy though I've been a good little reaper today. I somehow managed to arrive at Dispatch twenty minutes early today, & I'm having a good hair and makeup up day so it wasnt my usual morning start of being trailed in by William and fixing my make up at my desk because I over indulged in beauty sleep. I think I might be ill, it is the only way I could possibly explain getting up early & voluntarily doing my paperwork today.

In other news~ I managed to break my phone while reaping and now I have to tolerate Will's pigeon until I get a new one. They're such ugly, bland birds. I dont see why he keeps them. Also the creepy thing keeps staring at me while it is sitting on my desk and it is a bit off putting. Why pigeons any way? They should give us something more interesting, like owls, oh! or parrots! A parrot could take voicemail messages instead. I am so clever.

Oh I planned for this to be longer but I have to leave for a death in two minutes. Buh bye~

You Would Think I Would Get Tired Blogging About Hair

I'm having a good hair day today~! ...I know that isnt really something that needs to be announced as I almost always look perfect but I've had a series of bad hair days the last few days so I felt like announcing the return of my hair normality to the world. I'm blaming new hair products for my hair problems. They made it look shiny but it felt terrible. What is the point of nice hair if I cant touch it? Also Will touches my hair so I cant have my man tugging me along by hair that feels slimy or hard in places.So it is now back to its usual silky softness.

I'm a little ashamed to admit that I have eaten all of the chocolate eggs I received on Sunday. As I've explained before we reapers dont really celebrate human holidays but we do like to take part in things like gift giving and stealing some traditions simply because it's fun, like using easter as an excuse to make William buy me mountains of chocolate.

I feel a little guilty for being so greedy though. I might stop myself from eating chocolate for the next few weeks to make up for it. It is going to be hard and I've failed this little diet promise quite a few times but I'll try any way. It really doesnt help my will power that Ronald has been discount egg shopping since Easter ended and buying up all the chocolate that is now on sale.

I know I have been a little inconsistent with my updates as of the last few days, well, I've been around more than what I used to be at the start of the year. The main reason why I have been unpredictable with my posts is simply because I'm a busy maiden. Just recently I have set the goal of posting while at the office because it is the only place where I am forced to sit down and concentrate on things, aka procrastinating on doing paperwork until Will screams at me. Alas~ blogging while at work occasionally means that I sometimes get so busy with reaping that I dont have time to write anything. Like yesterday~ I planned to blog but I had Death to spread and my hair got ruined by the rain. I looked ghastly and had to walk around like that for the entire day. It isnt easy being lil' ole' me at times~

Anything But Work

I'm currently writing up the most deadly dull death I have ever seen so I thought I would talk to you lot instead. I was keeping myself busy by text messaging Will little hearts but that cruel man confiscated my phone until the end of the day. If he is going to treat me like a child he might as well spank me, that would be more fun~

He was nice enough to give me tomorrow off though. Apparently I wont be needed so if I dont update this I'll probably be at home and wrapped up in bed. I need my beauty sleep and I feel guilty for neglecting my bed. It must be feeling unloved with my abandoning it so early every morning.

I should celebrate my long weekend by being a little naughty at lunch time. As much as I love my figure and hate destroying it with horrible fatty foods I might treat myself to something nasty and fried for lunch. I've been craving chips. I might sneak down to the human world and get myself a chippy to indulge myself~ And I'll pick up some fish and chips for my darling since it is Will's favourite.
...I get a feeling that I am going to regret this idea by the end of the day.

Gimmie DEATH

If I dont get my nails done by the end of the day I will reap something~ I know it is unlike me to have several beauty mistakes in one day but I got so distracted reaping this morning I had no time to do my nails and I lifted the wrong products when leaving the house this morning. Now I have mascara in my coat pocket and nothing for my lips. It is going to bother me the rest of the work day.

Well at least I can keep myself distracted by picking off the chipped nail polish. It is better to have bare nails than ugly ones~

I just realized that I havent written anything about Ronald in a while. That is mainly because I haven't seen him that often. Of than the occasional sighting of my brat of a partner in the canteen. He's been doing a slightly different shift from me. Not that I mind because I am quite happy to sit at my desk and ogle William all day...but if I dont get to reap or kill something soon I will start breaking things. A lady needs her exercise, and because you humans have an annoying habit of living longer now-a-days I get so BORED!

I'm trying to stop this turning into another blog where I whine about lack of deaths but...I want something interesting! I'm just going to sit at my desk and pray for a mass murder, a demon outbreak or even gross zombies again, anything. I'm just aching to ram my large, pulsating scythe into something and rip it apart~

Any~way~ I am having a tea date with Will after work so at least that is something to cheer me up.

Irritated

William has wandered off and told me to stop slacking off so that means I'm going to write a proper update as well as the Q/A!

I'm a little cranky today because I didnt have time to get any breakfast this morning, so I'm happy to try my best to do nothing until lunch time. I would usually grab a bar of chocolate on the way into work if I dont have time for breakfast but I quit chocolate because I thought I was gaining weight. I just have diet fizzy drinks to keep me from slaughtering the entire office. Everyone is so irritating when I'm hungry!

I'm back to my office again so at least that is something. I missed my desk and everyone I work with, even if I was only gone for a day and I want to reap everyone today. I'll also reap someone if they make one more joke about me suffering from PMS today.

Since I'm in a whiny mood I'll give my opinion on modern music because my radio is annoying me again. I might just stop listening to radio stations.

Things I dont like about modern music:

• Anything involving autotuning. 
• Any songs that just have one sentence/one set of lyrics repeated over and over again. It isnt a song! It is a musical sentence!
•  I dont like dance music and I dont need to hear it on the radio at 10 in the morning. 

Other than those three points I dont have that much of a problem with modern music I guess. It just seems to be that I am hearing those three points everywhere!

It's lunch now so I think I will leave it at that for today, I can go make myself a little less grumpy with food and William kisses.

Will and I Q/A Session (Number 5)

I managed to kidnap my man this morning so we're going to answer a few questions like you requested, and since we got so many questions we're going to do two of these so we can get to most of them.

How do you find any films that you both enjoy? And what sort of films would they be?

Grell: We have some similar movie tastes, but we usually take turns to pick what we're watching. I'll watch anything as long as it isnt boring.

William: If I had a choice I would not bother with films but there are some that I like. I'll go see anything with Grell as long as they are not nonsensically violent, gore ridden, pointlessly sentimental or romantic, and I dont like musicals.

Do you have a favorite TV show? If so, what is it?

Grell: Watching television is hard when I have to work all the time and a certain stoic someone likes to confiscate the remote when I'm "misbehaving".

William: I do not have time to watch anything religiously, so I dont have any favourite television shows. They are a pointless waste of time. Also if I sit on the sofa for an extended period of time Grell has an irritating habit of climbing on me.

Are they any female shinigami?

Grell: You mean other than yours truly~? Of course there are girls. It would be a little silly if it was just boys. I'm still prettier than all of them though.

William: If there are no female reapers, how do you suppose we reproduce? Honestly.

If forced into any other profession than your own what would it be?

Grell: Awha~ I would want to be an actress or a musician if I wasnt stuck being a reaper~ I wouldnt change my current job for the world though.

William: Why do I have to answer pointless questions about scenarios that would never happen? To keep everyone, and Grell, happy I will answer and say an accountant, or something that does not involve me going out in the field. 

William, what does Grell look like without his make up? Grell, has anyone besides Will seen you without makeup and is alive to tell?

Grell: As if I would let anyone see me without makeup. Even when I was a butler I wore a tiny bit of foundation. I would look ghastly if I didnt!

William: Honestly, I dont see any difference between Grell with or without makeup. With the exception of the slightly uneven skin-tone, the lack of eyelashes and slightly more masculine appearance of course.

Deadly Dull Day

I'm BORED!!!!!! I was late for work today and when I finally got here Will stuck me in a different department as a punishment. I have to type up death lists all day. It's so dull and this department is so stuffy! I need my daily reaping work out, I'll get rusty if I dont.

You would think that it would be impossible for me to be late for work when I live with William but clearly I love my beauty sleep. If I dont wake up after three wake up attempts from my live~in~lover~ he goes to Dispatch without me. I'm pretty sure he uses the time it takes for me to arrive at the office to plan what my punishment should be. He's so cold and grumpy in the mornings! ...Still handsome though~.

And dont start worrying your pretty heads, I'm only stuck death list writing for today. Willy cant keep me away for too long, he'll miss me and there are humans out there dying to meet me.

Oh~ I have settled for Antonio for the name of my skull, since no one suggested any new names and you all seemed to like that one. And since you agreed with me I'll ask Will to do another Q/A with me...and by "ask" I mean I'll whine until he gives in to keep me quiet.

...I miss him already. I've only been in this different department for an hour but I miss Will, my own office and reaping to DEATH. It is so deadly dull here.

Morning!

Feeling productive so I thought I would write a little blog, well by "productive" I mean I am sitting at my desk and doing anything but paperwork. So Hello~

I have a theory that if I looks like I'm typing everyone will think I'm busy and being a good girl~ It seems to work, at least until they see my little update.

I will be drowned in paperwork for the next few days so maybe I'll be able to procrastinate...I mean update a bit more. I really should be punished for being so lazy this year. Some one should give me a blog related punishment.

On a completely unrelated note, why is modern music so terrible? I'm getting close to putting my scythe through my radio if it doesnt shut up. Well at least it is keeping me awake until I finish my morning coffee.

So one of my fabulous readers asked if they still play that dreadful game in Dispatch of trying to make me scream. I think they do, no one has frightened me intentionally in a while, but I'm not usually in the loop with that little game, and now that I've posted about it they will probably remember that they havent made me scream in a while. If I get frightened out of my wits I am blaming you.

Do you think I should do another Q/A with William? If so we're going to need questions to answer~ so get plotting.

I think I should really get back to work before Will notices that I havent done anything since we got in.

Oh! One final thing I have two name suggestions for the skull Antonio and Pollard. If I get a few more I might make a poll to help me make my mind up.

Getting Some Head

I thought I should write another one of these since I'm bored between deaths. I would bother Willy but he seems to have wandered off somewhere.

So yes~ I have already been asked a few questions about my new office accessory. So let me explain. I havent gone and picked up bad habits from that old timer Undertaker. He like dead bodies and zombies. I just needed a new pen holder. As you can all probably guess from my fabulous red coat, I love keeping little souvenirs~

I haven't been simply lounging around doing nothing during my little absence. We've been having a tiny little demon problem, well ok it was only one demon. Of course Dispatch sent their most skilled, talented and beautiful red reaper after it. I spent the entirety of two weeks hunting for that thing and he was quickly becoming a pain in my backside. It was only last week that I managed to cause he and head to part ways and to bring the curtain down on the entire escapade.

I'm not normally one for keeping something so gory but I had just cleaned my office and I had an empty spot on my desk that was bothering me. Demon fangs make their skulls quite pretty and skulls in general can be fabulous in fashion. I doubt I would go bone collecting again it was frightfully messy and bleaching it irritated my nails. I'll just stick to "borrowing" fashion accessories from now on. I am tempted to paint my new toy red though, and maybe a little dusting of glitter would make it look even better.

And before anyone asks~ Will has no problem with me keeping a demon skull in my office. If it was a human one I would probably get suspended again for being up to mischief. He has complained that he finds it a little grotesque but I'm still keeping it and he knows better than to argue. But it does irritate me a little when Ronald makes it talk. It's a skull, not a puppet.

Guess Who's Back~!

I must apologise to you all for vanishing. I must admit that it did cross my pretty mind to abandon my darling blog, stop procrastinating and stop Will whining at me about it but then I realised that it would be unlike an actress to suddenly abandon her adoring audience. So I came back~

Who missed me~? ...If you didn't I don't care I'm here anyway.

It is hard to believe that I have been talking to you all for an entire year now. I knew I had some wonderful fans but I didn't know you all would be so interesting to talk to. I usually find humans a little dull and short lived, but I guess I can make an exception for those who love me.

Well I suppose you all want to hear how everyone is. Will as always is his usual self. He's the only man I know that can go for centuries and change nothing about himself. Sadly that does make my man a little bit of a fuddy-duddy when it comes to gadgets. He still prefers his pet pigeon to a mobile phone. And before anyone asks about Ronnie I haven't seen him in two days. I think he has discovered video games again.

So what has changed with little old me~? Other than my ever expanding wardrobe and makeup collection there isn't that much. Alas I forgot to report the joy of Valentines Day on here. I will have to make that up to you all at some point. I now have a skull in my office. I learned the hard way that scraping out eyes and boiling bone is a little tricky, and messy. If you are ever to try it I recommend wearing gloves, it ruins your nails. I am yet to give him a name, any suggestions~? I thought Yorick would be too predictable.

And excuse my blog layout at the moment. I'm having a little spring clean~

Lights, Camera, Action.

I may have been a little naughty when it came to my new year resolution to blog more. Sorry~ I'll try again. I think I need someone to constantly nag me to write this thing or I forget and I can have Will do it. He hates this thing. And as I type I keep getting distracted by cat videos. I am having a Sebby moment. I am usually more of a dog person myself but no one can say no to watching cute fluffy kittens doing cute fluffy things. ...I want a kitten now.

Well since my last little rant on here the weather has got a little better and I have learnt my lesson about wearing too much eye makeup to work. I'll just stick to my usual basics. I would list them but I've done that before. ...But any way, it has stopped raining, even if the wind is currently rattling the window pane behind me. It is a little frightening. I'll use it as an excuse to curl up on Will later.

Speaking of my darling Willy~ we had one of our rare trips to the cinema recently. Of course I was thrilled to go, it was a date after all, but Will always seems to be more interested in watching the movie than exploring my ideas about me, him, and what mischief we can get up to in the dark and in the back row of the theatre. He doesn't mind me pretending to stretch to wrap my arm around him though, even if it does get a bit uncomfortable due to his height.

The cinema always makes me a little nostalgic though. I love the new modern ones but I miss things that they have got rid of over the years. :

1) The name: I have been trying so hard not to write "pictures" instead of cinema throughout this entire blog.

2) Cartoons & The News: I miss seeing both in theatres. I know watching the news in the cinema sounds boring but we didn't have televisions then so it had to do. They really do need to start putting short cartoons before movies again.

I also remember when they used to list everyone who helped make the movie in the credits BEFORE the film rather than after. If any of you watch black and white films you will know what I mean. I don't miss the old credits I just find the difference astounding. ...And I think I should stop before I start talking about silent movies.

Red Panda of DEATH☆

This is going to be a bit of a rant about the weather. WHY IS IT SO HORRIBLE OUTSIDE!?!? Its wet and windy and horrible. It was so bad that when I told people in the office that I am going outside because I had a death to deal with they laughed and wished me "good luck". The last time I saw Ronald he was wearing so many layers I didn't recognise him. I haven't seen him since, I think he blew away! My hair is a fuzzy, windswept mess and the rain made my eye makeup run. I look like a runny panda. I guess it's my own fault for trying out a smokey eye look when the weather is so horrible but I thought my glasses would protect it. For once I am wanting to be a supervisor so I can sit in my comfy office all day and drink coffee. I don't want to go to work tomorrow. Will is going to have to pry me off the bed before I go anywhere. I'm going to stay inside, wrapped up in my new fluffy dressing gown and watch gory movies. I'm too beautiful to work under such conditions.

And since I'm whining...

My diet isn't going very well. I blame the weather. It made me bury my sorrows in a mug of hot chocolate and whipped cream. I'll try again tomorrow.

Well at least my nails held up in the horrible weather. I spent two hours last night working on them, much to Will's annoyance. I don't usually paint my nails black but I was in the mood for a change. I even painted little skulls and hearts on each finger. Will says I have too much free time on my hands, I guess I took that a little literally~.

New Year~

I may have got a little distracted by office Christmas and New Year parties, so when I felt like blogging I wasn't in much of a state to write anything that made sense. Champagne goes straight to my head~.

I love office parties. It is an excuse for me to get dolled up in my little Mrs Claus dress and torture my man with mistletoe, which usually works when Will has had one or two drinks. My man holds what little liquor he drinks very well but he just gets less shy about public affection, not that he has much of a choice because I will climb all over him any way, and I'm usually worse after a cocktail or three, but he can be more spontaneously passionate when tipsy. ...It's a good thing that walls cant talk, especially the ones in Will's office, my office, the library and several different storage cupboards.

And of course no party would be complete without our resident party animal taking his "party til you die" catchphrase literally and ending up passed out in some strange location. This year at Christmas party we found him the back of the general affairs office with a traffic cone stuck on his head, and on New Years Ronald ended up spending the night on me and Will's sofa. At least he was a bit well behaved on New Years.

Oh~! And I got lots of fabulous Christmas presents. Including a ring from Will. Don't get your hopes up, he doesn't want to marry me, the stoic idiot even wrote "I don't want to get married" on the lid of the ring box. He doesn't see the point of getting married when we live for centuries and we've already been together longer than every human marriage. As much as I want to be a bride I cant argue with a man who gives me ruby rings for Christmas. ...But I'll keep my ring finger bare just in case my man changes his mind.
I also got a box of makeup from Ronald, which I think his girlfriends in general affairs probably helped him pick out, and a few other little things from my other co-workers, including a new red dressing gown and a bottle of perfume that looks like a skull.

I think I over indulged a bit this Christmas and new year. There was just so much wonderful food and chocolate I couldn't help myself. But as always my new years resolution is to loose my holiday pounds, and possibly to blog more since I have been a little distracted lately. I'll probably just blog about how much I miss chocolate on my new diet.

So what is your new years resolution this year?
I do read all your comments by the way, they keep me entertained when I am pretending to do paperwork.