Below are the 5 most recent journal entries recorded in Bob the Bringer's LiveJournal:

Monday, February 24th, 2003
4:28 pm	Your Average Day Not too much to report. Just got back from a brief trip to Canada to dispose of a Potential. Still a bit sick from the whole teleportation mojo. (The boss has us travelling by mystical means as of late, can't say I blame 'em exactly, cloaked, eyeless figures carrying large knives don't exactly swing well with airport security). While the actual disposal of the girl was enjoyable, and quite practical as according to some people the Slayer's place is a bit too overpopulated anyway (hey, I'm doing a service here, an evil one true, but a service none the less), still not entirely sure it was worth the nausea. After all, how dangerous could a Canadian Slayer be in the fight against evil? I laugh at the possibilities. In other news, considering whether or not to attend Amanda's swing choir concert. The thought of decent music is tempting (still can't rid the blasted computer of the Britney Spears crap put on it by the demon monkey), but ah, what to wear. Current Mood: curious Current Music: "She Fucking Hates Me" -Puddle Of Mudd (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, February 22nd, 2003
11:47 pm	Bah! Can't sleep. Creepy dead Potential talking to me. Very strange. First I thought it was the boss... then got confused. Demon helper monkey continues to be a problem. I know that it's demonic... but it is supposed to be a "helper". So far it has proven to be useless. Has managed to chew through some cables of the computer, and gets great joy out of tripping me and leading me into pits filled with various demons that don't like to play so nicely. After it replaced the mouse with an actual rodent I have officially decided to box up the demonic primate and send it to the carpenter after all. Still working on a way to communicate with the Gentlemen. So far throwing things seems to be the only possible method. In a matter of extreme irony, and out of drunken dispear out of the bosses departure... I seem to have befriended one of the Potentials. She seems like a nice enough girl. Even kind of likes the boss. Strange, huh? She's either very stupid. Very nice. Or evil. Maybe all three. Either way, kind of makes me glad in a way the boss isn't peeking in on me anymore. Don't know what he... she... ummm... it... uh... boss? would say about me bein' all friendly like with one of the people I'm supposed to kill. Oh well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Current Mood: drained Current Music: "Valerie" -Ghost of the Robot (2 Comments |Comment on this)
8:14 pm	I'm evil Was going through a certain dead lawyer's journal when I found a certain quiz. *sniffle* I'm just so proud now. I knew I was evil and all, but... pure evil? Wow. The boss would be so proud. It's a shame they're not gonna be checking in anymore. Otherwise I might be up for a promotion. But it's understandable and all. Apocalypse to plan and all. Plans for Tuesday... crap... I shouldn't have said that should I? Ummm scratch that from the record. :D *whistles and walks away into a wall* DAMN IT! How evil are you? Current Mood: happy Current Music: "Smooth Criminal" -Alien Ant Farm (Comment on this)
2:23 pm	Is it Tuesday yet? Voice activation software now working. Good. Demonic helper monkey was starting to get on my nerves. It bit me and changed the sound theme on the computer to Britney Spears. For payback I am considering sending it to live with the carpenter. Of course, from what I've heard, they might hit it off. I shudder to think. In other news, The Gentlemen are on there way to Sunnydale yet again. Hoping they stop by for a light snack and carnage. Was examining various white hat journals. Came to the conclusion we always attack on Tuesday. Decided to try something new. Went out to attack a certain potential, but, unfortuantly, the boss did some redecorating and I ran right into a wall, knocking myself unconscious. Having your eyes sewn shut sucks. Current Mood: crazy Current Music: "Clint Eastwood" -Gorillaz (Comment on this)
Thursday, February 20th, 2003
1:06 pm	Whoop-de-frickin-doo Well, the boss finally let us "lower beings" get our internet access. I don't understand what the big deal is. Tom in accounting has been raving about it for weeks, but I can't see a bloody thing and I'm not even sure if I'm typing in the right spots or not. The voice software hasn't come in yet. I'm still not exactly sure why I had to get my eyes sewn up for this job, but hell, it beats my old gig as a substitute teacher. In other news. Potential Slayer dead. Yay. She killed herself. Damn it! I never get to do anything around here anymore. Oh well, off to try and install the software. Possibly check up on the Slayer. "TTFN" I believe. Current Mood: bored (3 Comments |Comment on this)