Happy Now?

I do hope that Grell realises that I hate it when he makes me write these stupid things. I also hate having to use this vulgar, red, sticker covered laptop to do anything other than use it as a doorstop. Sadly my own computer is broken and Grell wouldn't let me check my work email on his until I wrote something for his stupid blog.

By the way remind me to never go through the images on Grell's computer or his search history again. Its'...disturbing.

I couldn't help but notice on my last posting that a lot of you have opinions on me admitting my feelings for Grell publicly on this waste of space website. That isn't going to happen. How I feel about my "companion" is no body's business but my own. True living with a certain red head does have its good moments but I'd rather not discuss them unless I really had too.

So to summarize: My feelings relating to Mister Sutcliff are none of your business.

Now before I finish writing this piece of rubbish (Which I am sure no one will bother reading because they have more productive things to do) I have a few points to address as Grell usually writes about our everyday lives.

Ronald Knox arrived to work this morning with blue hair, according to him he woke up this morning with no memory of how it turned such a grotesque colour. I suspect alcohol was involved and I will be punishing him for breaking uniform regulations.

Grell Sutcliff set my oven on fire this morning trying to make cheese on toast. I am thinking of Grell-proofing my kitchen sometime soon.

Sincerely
William T. Spears

Now I can check my work email in peace.

Working to DEATH

Wow its been nearly a week since I wrote something, Oops~

Actually I'm writing this to say that we will be away for the next three days on a rather long assignment. I would tell you all where we would be but you know I'm not allowed to give out spoilers. Well...maybe if you're lucky I will find sometime to blog during my newest mission, if I'm not knee deep in blood, gore and hopefully no undead because the smell of zombies takes weeks to wash out of your hair.

We're leaving tomorrow so tonight so at the moment we are spending the night in the Dispatch overnight room. Sadly me and Will have to share separate rooms tonight so I'm going to be frightfully lonely tonight, though at the moment I am stuck with Ronald and William debating dogs. I don't know why, I'm writing this rather than listening to what they are talking about.

I'm sleepy and I've spent most of the day helping William fix his death scythe, as he broke a part of it off when he smacked me on the head this morning.

Great now the boys have whipped out their death lists and are now talking about work. ...I'm too tired for such a dull, work orientated conversation.

By the way if you flick the bottom corner of Ronald's death log there is a flick book animation about a stick man on fire. ...William just noticed it.

*Insert Interesting Title Here*

I'm too tired to think of anything interesting to tell you. I was supposed to be spending the day cleaning out my office but that really didn't happen, instead I spent my time watching Ronald play video games on his computer. Ah William's Sundays off, no one does any work and we all sneak out two hours early. So I'll answer any questions people have posted in the comments to give myself something to write about.

Can I arrange it so I am the one who reaps you when you die? (Asked by AxelsChick)
No I cant and when you do die I doubt the identity of your grim reaper would be the last thing on your mind. Its just a matter of luck if you get your self a ravishing red head~

Hm...Now that was uneventful, that seems to be the only answerable comment question. Ah well~ At least I answered probably my third most popular question.

Top Three Questions:

1) Who do you like better Will or Sebby?

2) *Insert question about my sexuality here*

3) Can you reap me when I die?


Oh! Now that I think about it I do have stuff to write about! Silly me~

Firstly Will is back to his usual semi-abusive, yet secretly infatuated with me, self. At least I enjoyed the attention while it lasted. Though I was starting to miss his little love punches. Ah! So BLISSFUL! He can assault me when~ever~he~wants~ from any angle he wants!

Another thing is that Ronald got a home tattoo kit as one of his birthday gifts and I now have DEATH tattooed in henna on the underside of my forearm. Its lasted a few days now. Maybe I'll get something on my other arm to balance the whole thing out. Oh the things you can hide under your work uniform without anyone noticing. Well I wont get into that much trouble, Will has already seen it and as long as I look "professional" and keep it covered at work he wont punish me. Hm...Short sleeved shirts suddenly sound oh so tempting...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RONALD!

Well it makes sense that if I'm blogging all year round that I share our birthday celebrations with you all as well. Though I admit it isn't Ronald's birthday until tomorrow (The 11th) but its 3am here so it is technically tomorrow and I don't want to write a blog tomorrow night after several glasses of whatever overly, alcoholic beverage Ronnie has asked people buy him for his birthday party. Sadly I've already read his list of preplanned drinking games and dreading it. Everyone picks on me when we play those games.


So HAPPY BIRTHDAY RONALD!
(And try not to take your saying "Party til you DIE" literally, or as a challenge)

I spent today present shopping with William, sadly I cant tell you what I bought because I certain blond birthday boy has been lurking on my blog for clues to his presents.

A Surprise Knight in Shining Armor

Well today was interesting...and for once none of the chaos was my fault.

Firstly I didn't have to go to work this morning because I was working a night shift. (Yes a genuine reason for me to blog at 5am) Sadly I didn't get to enjoy the wonderful sleep in I had planned because William dragged me out of bed to go to a meeting with him in the Human Resources Department. I think he secretly wanted me to keep him company. Will would never admit it but I know that was the real reason he dragged me out of bed to go to a meeting I wasn't allowed in to. I spent most of it sitting outside the door wondering why the HR department smelt like carrot today and why is it called "Human" Resources if we are death gods.
I guess they are two questions I will never know the answer too.

My actual work day started with a bang though. I walked into the office and found out that Eric and Ronald were in a fist fight in the middle of the general affairs department. From what I heard, of course me being extremely nosey and curious of the reason why my subordinates were having a testosterone filled brawl, Eric upset one of the girls in General Affairs and she went crying to Ronald. Ronald, being the charming white knight to anything in a skirt, had words with Eric and this lead to pushing, which lead to punching, which lead to a rather violent scrap in front of everyone at the office. Ronald won and both of them were very lucky that Will wasn't around to see it, though the news will probably have reached him by the morning.

Ah Ronnie~ you make me so proud~

Confused!

Hopefully this wont turn into another blog where I jot things down off the top of my head like last time.

I've been reading a lot of magazines lately (As if I would actually be doing work over the weekend) and I came across some rather interesting statistics about dating a co-worker. According to my Cosmo magazine only 16% of office relationships have a happy ending. That's not a lot and it got me confused.

(Oh Will's going to read this when he gets on his computer and smack me around the head again but I am going to vent none the less)

So does being involved with someone for decades count as somewhat being married? You know, if we live together, work together and kind of share custody of Ronald, that could mean we have our perfect happy ending already. ...I'm confused!

Oo look at me being all serious for a change but I think I'm right...I don't know, maybe we will be stuck together forever instead of crashing and burning like 84% of most couples.

In other, less depressing news...

I am still trying to work out what to get Ronnie for his birthday. I have discussed a few plans with a few people in a few undisclosed locations but that's all so far.
...He reads this so I cant say anything so Ssh, its all top secret.

Oh and by the way, Sebby really needs to work less if all he can reply to me is "K" every time I send him one of my wonderfully written text messages. Also I still keep getting cut off! Stupid phone.

Work is Murder

I wasn't going to write one of these tonight as I had a lot of work to do but I'm trying to get back into the daily habit of writing my beautiful blog after my rather long period of constant work, which, if my death list is right, ends tomorrow.

From tomorrow onwards I will have no more awkward or long running jobs to complete, at least for a few weeks. So I'm celebrating tomorrow by throwing my usual figure watching caution to the wind and buying myself a large chocolate sundae. After all I deserve it. Its only fair that a lady treats herself after completing such a busy schedule.

I'm not the only one who is currently being worked to DEATH. I have hardly had a decent conversation with another reaper in ages. True I did say yesterday that things were back to normal but to be honest, besides William, my conversations with other work colleagues have been rather short lived. I have no idea where Alan is, everyone else I have seen at least once in the last 24hours but I have no clue where he has ran off too.

Ronald was kind enough to take time out of his busy schedule to remind me that his birthday is coming up shortly. Its not for another two weeks but he's already planning his party and reminding everyone to buy him presents already. Maybe I'll get him some plastic surgery for his birthday, that way I can get myself a more handsome partner to work with.

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...

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.

Pet Peeves

I'm in a mood to rant. I'm not in a particularly foul mood I just feel like ranting about something. Currently I'm sprawled across my bed while waiting for Will to get out of the shower. (He's going to be all dripping, shirtless and shiny when he comes back! So good things do come to those who wait~)



So here's a list of my pet peeves (while I'm waiting to die of an excessive nosebleed)

People with bad hair: Sometimes I wish I still had my old scissors so I could do the world a favour and snip off some people's hair.

Office Stationary Thieves: Everyone knows Ronald Knox is the stationary bandit. He even took my heart shaped post-its! I'm going to start gluing things to my desk.

The Dispatch Game of "Let's see who can get Grell to scream the loudest": This little "sport" was created by Ronald and Eric. It involves jumping out at me at random occasions to see who can get me to scream the loudest. It's nice to see what some people find my lady-like shriek entertaining... (So far the winner has been Eric who hid under my desk for an entire afternoon just to frighten me)

Unpleasant Sales Assistants/Waitresses: Shinigami are supposed to work without a smile, what is their excuse?

People Staring at Me: I know I am beautiful, wonderfully dressed and simply stunning to look at but seriously, if you need to stare that much just take a picture.

People Taking My Photograph When I Have No Make Up On: Doing this to me can be hazardous to your health.

Food Thieves: Another of Ronald Knox's crimes. He helped himself to my Easter dinner and steals my snacks out of my office. Apparently he is helping me watch my figure by eating all of my food.

Oh second thought maybe I should have just wrote a list of things Ronald does to annoy me, since he is featured in most of the above points.

Well I think I shall go see if Will needs a hand washing his back~

I Can't Help Having This Effect on Men

William was gone all day today so I was all alone doing wifey things, like "cleaning" and stalking his facebook because I missed him. I was rescued from my domestic boredom by my young, handsome, prince Ronald Knox who called me to go shopping with him. Of course I had to pay for lunch because every time I go out with Ronald I have to pay. You would think a playboy like Knoxie would know how to treat a lady to lunch.

Other than that we had a charming discussion about death and what you would do if you found out that you had a week to live. This then lead to a discussion about planning our funerals. We cant really die like you humans can so it was a little less of a morbid topic for us I guess...

So what would you do if you had a week left to live? (I'm not dropping any of you any hints or anything...)

Right, so some of you wanted to know about how jealous my darling William gets around other people, and the answer is yes he gets very jealous. I don't really get hit on that often but that still doesn't stop any male admirers at work magically transferring to new departments or developing spontaneous black eyes. He once requested to have another shinigami transferred to the Alaska branch simply because he mentioned that he liked me.

Oh and if I flirt too much I usually end up handcuffed on his office floor and left for hours.

Aw I love Will and his possessiveness. It is so flattering when men fight over you~

Random Stories About My Co-workers

I've been asked to share some more embarrassing and interesting tales about my two darling co-workers, William and Ronald. I'm dreadfully sorry boys but you know how I love to gossip about the two of you~

William Stories / Facts (Will approved ones so he wont hurt me)

He refuses to ask for directions. We once did a job together in Dublin and we ended up lost for two hours all because he refused to ask anyone for directions.

He gets sea sick and has to take sea sickness meds every time he has to go on a boat.

He lost his glasses once and accidentally kissed Ronald...twice.

Will and I took a job in Scotland and got attacked by swans.

He plucks his eyebrows.


Ronald Knox Stories/ Facts

He lost his shoes in a river the first time he worked with me and William, and Will had to fish them out of the water with a fishing rod.

He once TRIED to be a vegetarian once to impress a girl. It lasted two days.

Ronald and I once lost a bet and as a punishment we had to be publicly hung. William took photos off our facial expressions on the way down. (Here's to not being able to die)

Last Christmas he woke up after the office party in a Mrs Claus outfit. He couldn't find his real clothes and had to wander around the office trying to find them in the rather short dress.

He once fell out of a tree and landed on top of William. (I wasn't sure which section to put this one in)


I think that should be enough to keep you all happy. I'm sorry boys but its not my fault that people find you both so entertaining~

Scared to DEATH☆

It is 5am and I am writing a blog to avoid sleeping. I had a terrible nightmare last night and I am a little frightened of going to bed now. It was so scary I woke up and spent an hour clinging to William who didn't really appreciate me waking him up early on one of his few days off in the week. I haven't had nightmares in years.

So other than my terrible night terrors. We got a cat! Well Ronald did, kinda. He ran it over with his lawnmower and is now paying for its vets bills to patch the little stray up. I would explain the whole thing but he explains it better on his Blog

A lot of you have been asking about the rocky road I made the other day and it turned out fabulous! I actually made something that didn't get burnt or under cooked. William ate most of it and Eric has been trying to steal the stack I saved for the shinigami who did my paper work for me. So Success! Usually when people find out I made something they avoid it so this is a first!

I thought I would share the recipe for it below.




I want to bake something else. Any ideas?

NEWS! NEWS! NEWS! NEWS!

I'M MOVING IN WITH WILLIAM!!!!

My darling prince charming thought that since I spend so much time at his place that I should stay there, permanently. Hopefully he'll let me redecorate. His house is too masculine and organised. It needs a little touch of yours truly around the place. I CANT wait!! I get to watch my darling Will sleep everyday and be his little wifey. (I'm going to have to learn how to cook)

Sadly though I wont have time to pack just yet as I will be doing a rather long job in town with Ronald Knox. I was supposed to be teamed up with Alan but since he's sick again I'm back to working with Ronald. I'll keep you all up to date with our little mission since Will gave me a new phone so I can keep him (and my adoring public) up dated on our progress. Yeah with all these 21st century gadgets there is no need for those stupid pigeons.

Hopefully there wont be too much overtime involved but:

Me + Overtime = Shoes!


So buh bye now~

Grell
xx

Shinigami Slumber Party!

Sorry about the unpleasantness of my previous post but I just had to yell at few people and clear a few things up. So now to tell you all about my fabulous slumber party, though I must admit staying over night with three rather handsome men in their nightwear didn't really turn out as juicy as I hoped. Maybe I should have made a no pajamas rule...

There was a bit of a slow start, since Alan was a little late because he was ill (Poor wee thorns of DEATH infected baby~) and I ended up getting life advice from a homeless man.

We had a tantalizing night, full of cocktail sipping and ice cream. Not to mention our determination to watch my entire film collection all in one night. Of course Ronald was up to his usual experimental drink mixing activities, while Undertaker backcombed Ron's hair and Alan and I drooled over the actors in Sweeny Todd. (We do a wonderful sing a long to the song Little Priest)

Oh I included a little clip of Moulin Rouge because I know that Alan reads my blog and it is his favourite song from the movie. (And yes I WANT that dress!!!!)


I'm happy to have finally written this up.

Love you all~

Grell
xx

Blogging While Cookie Munching

Today was BORING! I never realised how dead the office is when everyone else is out working. I spent all day sitting doing paperwork and waiting for someone to call me with a problem, which didn't happen. There is only a certain amount tea I can drink and facials I can give myself while sitting at my desk before I loose it and start jumping at the phone every time it rings. How does Will do this??!! I'll be more prepared tomorrow for the soul crushing boredom.

In other news I have raspberry flavour cookies and Ronald Knox needs a hair cut, BADLY. (And he wont let me braid it!) Maybe he sees how fabulous I look and has decided to copy me. I cant help it, I'm a trend setter~

Oh! And artwork by @Nekocandii one of my wonderful Grellettes~

Buh Bye Now~

Grell
xx

12 Days until William T Spears returns (I miscalculated his return date. I think I'm going to CRY!)

Happy Saint Patrick's Day Grellettes!

I'm writing an early one today because I have to work tonight. Apparently I have to make up for the work I missed last night due to Will and I's "encounter". (And for some of you who think Will has been too nice to me lately, he hit me with a book ten minutes ago and it hurt, luckily it wasn't a hard back)

I don't usually celebrate Saint Patrick's Day but its usually Ronald's excuse to do his "Day til you DIE" routine and get drunk. So in preparation for his shenanigans William has scheduled him to work up a mountain for the entire day. Alan is off sick again so Eric is off the Playstation and covering his workload. In my case I don't have to work for another three hours so I'm going to sit my fabulous self down, watch Public Enemies and drool over Johnny Depp. (I don't usually go for humans but he is YUMMY! I could eat him up with a side of ice cream, but he's so hot he would probably melt it all)

So HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY!!!

Love you all~

Grell
xx

Free to a Good Home: One Ronald Knox

Everyone around here is going to bed so I shall use my blog to keep my sleepy self occupied; even though William looks so CUTE when he is sleeping. I would pet his hair but he has frighteningly good reflexes when it comes to being touched in his sleep.

There has been hardly any work done around here lately. With Eric's on-going Black Ops addiction and Ronald's new found love of Pokemon I give it a few more days until Will completely snaps and shuts off the elctricity to the shinigami offices. That still wont deter Ronald and his DSi but at least it will stop him looking stuff up on Pokemon websites while at work.

Dearest Knoxy has been more lazy and irritating than usual lately. Not only does he keep informing me of his gaming progress (If I hear the words "Grell-senpai! Its evolving!" one more time...) he wrinkled my laundry and taught the general affairs staff the lyrics to "I don't like your Grell-friend", a stupid song he made up to the tune of Avril Lavigne's "Girlfriend". I want to feed him to his own lawnmower.

My Moulin Rouge disk has returned! Well...parts of it any way. The culprit is still a mystery and whoever it is owes me a pressie. It better be a new Moulin Rouge DVD AND something else (preferably shoe related).

Oh I noticed a rise in the number of people following my little blog thanks to some fabulous person. Feel free to say hello, don't let the teeth fool you, I don't bite~

Buh Bye Now~

Grell
xx

Hello 21st Century

Ronald and I were having a discussion about differences between working in the 21st century and the 19th century. This was mainly sparked my Eric's new addiction to Black Ops...Seriously! We haven't seen him in nearly 5 days. I wonder if he is still alive...

But any way here is my list of "New" things I love:

Hair Straighteners

My i-pod (red headphones included)

Better make-up (I actually wonder sometimes how I survived without long lasting foundation)

Rights! (yeah I could get all political and stuff here but I wont)

Better clothes

My cute little red laptop that I write my blogs on.

Soap! (Yes we all washed back then but other people smell less now)

All year round strawberries

...Ok I think that is everything, or at least the main things. I will make Ronald write one of these as well, especially since it was his idea in the first place.
Oo maybe I could ask Will what he thinks and stick his list up here, if he'll let me.

By the way I am still on the hunt for my missing CD and plug.




Buh Bye Now~

Grell
xx

"I Defeated Zombies But I Can't Defeat a Can?!"

Three more days until we meet Undertaker for our Valentine's theme office party! I still have to pick out my outfit and since it's a Valentines party I'm extra involved in the organisation of everything. Also I rather like talking to Undertaker, until he gets too drunk then he gets a little too...friendly for my liking.

Ronald at the moment is searching the office for spare change for alcohol for the party. He doesn't get paid until next week and is currently trying to break into the change tin that Alan left in his office. So I'm currently sitting watching Ronald attack it with a screwdriver, so far he has only managed to cut a small hole in it and is threatening to throw it down the marble staircase of the Shinigami Library. I wonder if Alan will notice the hole in the bottom of it tomorrow. How long will it be before Ron realises that he could just throw the tin into his lawnmower?

Ah I'm privileged to watch such genius at work~ (sarcasm)

Also the idiot has been claiming to be a zombie today. He's not infected just stupid.
He doesn't know that William only stuck him on that zombie infested boat because he has nothing for them to eat.

Love you all~

Grell
xx

Oh and before anyone says anything the only reason I am picking on Ronald is because he is bothering me while I blog again. Its not my fault that a tin can defeated him.