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

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

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

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

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

A Little Better

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

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

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

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

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

How Does William Do This Everyday?!

Well I had a rough start this morning. First of all I didn't get any sleep last night because I was so busy getting everything sorted for my first day as acting supervisor. I'm exhausted! But I'll be fine, don't start worrying about little old me. So once I got all of the work sorted for today I snuggled up in bed to savor the last few moments of peace before I had to get ready for work. It was then that my phone started ringing...continuously. Ronald Knox had managed to get himself LOST while on the job so he was both late for a collection and lost somewhere in London. Not to mention that the bus Eric was scheduled to be on for a collection broke down and he was also late. I was forced to leave my pretty bed to go deal with their problems. Everything was easily sorted, so once that was dealt with I could sit back in Will's office and finish off my work. I even managed to hand everything in before the 11am deadline and organise the classes for the new trainees.

I am ACTUALLY getting the hang of this boss thing!

So I'm trying to keep myself occupied so I don't get too miserable with Will being gone. So I ordered Ronald to clean my entire office as punishment for being both late and hungover this morning. He's no Sebby but Ronald is one hell of a floor cleaner. It was so quiet and dead this evening that we even had time to go through some of the old unused drawers in my office and redress my mannequin several times. I found my old pair of glasses from the shinigami academy in one of the drawers. They look horrible on me! But I shall keep them in their little red case just for memories sake. I wonder if Will still has his old pair...

Oh and on the topic of trying not to miss Will, I am organising a girls night in! Sadly I don't know many girls so I'm dragging Undertaker and Ronald to my place this weekend to eat ice cream and watch movies with me. They don't really have a choice in the matter. I'm the boss and I say we're throwing a girly party. Oo I wonder if Alan would be interested in going~

So I'm off to paint my nails.

Love you all~

Grell
xx

10 Days until William T Spears returns