Double Date Update

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

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

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

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

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

Make Up Your Mind Boys!

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

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

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

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

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

Me + Will Day

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

Day One At Undertaker's

I hate living here!!! It's cold, its creepy and I'm expected to sleep in a coffin tonight! I know I've slept in one before but they don't have blankets and I don't get to cuddle Will in my sleep! I might crawl into his coffin later when everyone is asleep. Another thing about this place is that I have to try not to think about what the beaker I have been using for my tea has been used for previously.

But even with all those flaws the company has been good. I have two handsome men to keep me company. Undertaker's little baking hobby is going to destroy my figure within a matter of days. I'm not used to this much food! This big meals are going to destroy me and I am pretty sure that my poor little tummy is on strike, at least until tomorrow. I don't even eat junk food unless it is low fat pizza or a romantic food related moment.

It is possible to be romantic with fast food by the way. Romantic story time! During winter and autumn time when me and Will would work the same night shift together we would get cold, wet, hungry and bicker a lot. By the time it came around to having a break we would be in no mood to talk to each other. But there is a quaint little pizza place in London where we would go buy a take away pizza to share and sit on the roof next to a nearby street lamp and eat it. It would be so heartwarmingly warm it would be like being hugged on the inside when eaten on a very cold night. By the time we had finished we would be toasty warm from the heat of the pizza and snuggled up in our jackets. Our moods would improve and what ever stupid thing we would have been arguing over would have been forgotten. Then with a few perfect kisses we would return to work, warmed up and back to being infatuated with each other.

Sorry if I went on a bit of a tangent there, all these requests for nosebleed inducing stories from me and Will has had me walking down memory lane all day while trying to think of naughty stories to share. If I decide to indulge you all or not, after all I am a lady I shouldn't kiss and tell~

We're Moving?!

As of tomorrow afternoon Will and I are moving location for a few days. After a little incident with a death scythe and one of the radiators in our living room, parts of our house are now flooded. It will be fixed in three days but until then we've had to find temporary accommodation.

We tried Eric and Alan's place but they don't have the space and Ronald stopped answering my calls once I mentioned William living with him. Apparently I'm the only one who can tolerate living with "our boss". So after all our contacts were either "busy" or hiding we have been forced to live with Undertaker for three days.

He was kind enough to offer us a place as he has plenty of beds, according to him. Though last time I was there I didn't even see a bedroom. Maybe there is more rooms in the back or something? As long as I don't come back smelling of old people and DEATH I think I should be fine.

Another thing, I spent a good portion of the night lurking on the blackbutler.net forums. I must say I am extremely flattered by the words of my fanclub, even though they have in depth conversations about what hand I write with and what is my favourite food. So auntie Grell approves of all your wonderful discussions~ mainly because they are about me, how could I not love them?

Oh and to the WillxMe fanclub about your wet clothes conversation...we've done that...several times. I could tell you stories that would make you nosebleed to DEATH

I Need a New Body Clock

My body clock is broken from doing work at night again. Lucky for me I live with my supervisor who is always nice and pleasant enough to remind me when to go to work on time.(Sarcasm)

I must say though it was a little amusing yesterday morning to watch him leap out of bed when his alarm didn't go off. It turned out the battery in his alarm died, making him wake up with only five minutes to get to work. I didn't have to go anywhere, until he started screaming at me to help him find his keys. He's so touchy when he's late, but unlike him once I was done fumbling around for his keys in my pajamas I got to go back to bed, listen to a shower of rain outside and drift off back to sleep to only be awoken by the smell of Will making me apology bacon for yelling at when he popped home on his lunch break.

Will rarely cooks with me in the kitchen. He says I'm distracting, complains that I nibble on ingredients and says that he has problems concentrating with my arms wrapped around his neck or waist. Usually he shoves a newspaper or magazine at me and tells me to go sit on the kitchen counter and not bother him until he's finished.

Other than my morning and kitchen routines I've spent the last two days, when not at work, working my way through the yaoi dvds I ordered, as well as my company of Love Actually. A movie which I've discovered makes my cry at certain scenes. I don't usually cry at movies so it was strange and Will then became more interested in watching me than what was on the screen because he thought I had finally lost my marbles.
Does anyone else cry during certain movies? Or am I just being "overly emotional" as Will likes to call it.

Good Morning!

I'm blogging first thing in the morning again! I am exhausted and a bit of a mess at the moment, I haven't had the chance to go through my morning routine yet.

Not to mention that I cant remember if my first reaping this morning is supposed to happen at 10am or 10:30am. I'm a little disorganised today. It doesn't help that Will left extremely early this morning and now keeps messaging my phone asking "Are you awake?" I like to reply "No" because it annoys him.

I have a question (Since I have nothing better to do except eat toast and wait for my straighteners to heat up) How long does it usually take you to get ready in the morning? I'm curious because Will nags me about my usual one to one and a half hour process of clothes, hair and make up.

...I have now twenty minutes to finish getting ready and I cant find my tie. I'm going be late...Also now my phone keeps going off due to Will nagging. I cant ignore the messages because if you ignore one too many messages from William T Spears they slowly get angrier and angrier and then he phones you so he can tell you off down the phone. ...I get that at least three times a week, usually in the mornings.

Speaking of work, I ordered yaoi dvds online and the reaper in the mail room didn't look too happy about having to deliver them to my office. Being greeted with "Why did you order porn?" was a dead give away that he wasn't in the best of mood. Well at least I got something pretty and romantic to force Will to watch with me tonight. I might just throw all diet cares to the wind and buy popcorn to go with it.

...8 minutes before I have to leave. I really should go.

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.

Recovering

I thought I would use a picture of me when I was young and beautiful...Oh wait I am still beautiful, never mind...on with the blog~

Well I'm back from our little mission in one piece. Well except for Ronald who ran into his ex-girlfriend on our way back to dispatch and ended up having a bit of a lovers tiff in front of everyone. That was messier to watch than the actual blood and gore we just witnessed. Give me dead bodies any day but a yelling, angry girl, no thank you.

To be honest we have been back for the last three days, it’s just that jobs that require us to work several days and nights in a row usually tires us out a little. Also there was no where for us to sleep on this job so at one point I had to sleep on the floor. I am a lady! Floorboards and a blanket are not suitable bedding materials for my delicate anatomy!

So since getting back I have done nothing but sleep, eat and watch movies while curled up in my pyjamas. I'm not the only one though, even William has been staying at home because he worries that being tired would affect his work performance. Sadly being stuck at home together has led to a few "debates", like his complaining about me watching the movie Ghost three times. I WANT A POTTERY WHEEL!

Oh a little tip I worked out during my lounging around the house, when making hot chocolate add a great big table spoon of golden syrup into it. It makes it taste like chocolate fudge. (And makes Will pull a weird face for ignoring the instructions on the back of the chocolate packet)

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.

I'm Living with a Workaholic

Today has been one of those days were I want to throw William's organiser and mobile phone out the highest window I could possibly find.

It was a pretty normal morning until I decided to meet Will for lunch in town. Usually when we meet up for our little lunch dates he is impeccably on time, but today he left me waiting, for an hour, in the rain! I would be thankful that I had my little red i-pod to keep me company but the shuffle on that seemed to be stuck on a constant loop of depressing, heartbreak songs which made my long wait even more depressing.
It turned out that Will had lost track of time while at a meeting and I then sulked at him until dinner time.

But the work related annoyances didn't stop there. His phone hasn't stopped ringing and its currently 4am and he is still doing paperwork. I want to go to bed and all my parading around in my little nightdress is doing nothing to get his attention. Maybe I'll try one more time before I give up and turn off his office lights on him.

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.

Awake

I'm writing this blog to keep me awake, actually it is more to procrastinate, because I am supposed to be getting dressed for work but instead I am sitting on my bed writing this. Yeah I am pretty lazy when Will works all night and I don't have him to kick me out of bed, several times, every morning.

I am so TIRED! I didn't sleep last night because Ronald bought me a rather large bottle energy drink. Sadly the stuff wore off around 7am, leaving it too early for me to get up and too late for me to even consider going to bed.

...I'm supposed to be in work in an hour...my favourite shirt is just washed but its all the way downstairs and I cant be bothered getting up to get it. Maybe I should paint my nails instead, but then I wouldn't have anything to do at work.

I wonder if I can convince William to buy me breakfast...

Or maybe I should stop writing down every thought in my head on my blog and go get dressed for work.

"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.

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.

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.

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.

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.