Transformation

I had a blog that was hosted on my home server, and due to some weird spamming thing, I've finally given up on the damn thing and decided to start fresh. Not that I'm particularly sure anyone will read this blog any more than they read the previous one, but it should prove a nice reprieve. So, yes, for all who wondered, my blog title has two meanings:


1) This is my second attempt at a blog.

2) I am an avid Buffy the Vampire Slayer (tv show) fan - with fanfiction obssessions and everything! (henceforth referred to as BtVS)


Hm, I suppose a short introduction is in order. Mostly these posts will be about any and everything. I hope to take a more active role in this blog than my previous one. I tend to swing wildly on the pendulum between the whimsical and down-right snotty (if I'm upset about something, of course).

I have a husband and a dog, both of them cute and clingy and all-together my favorite beings on the planet. I'll have to post some pictures soon.

I live in Florida - oh great and soggy state, the penis of our country. I suppose I'm not the only person to notice that eventually everything ends up down here? Don't worry, I don't plan to rant - I'm generally tired of expounding on the not-greatness of this place, mainly because people just keep moving here! Like this is some kind of oasis where they will bask their days away. Sadly, I have no sympathy for these people when they complain that it is too hot in the summer. I do, however, politely remind them that they moved down here because it was too cold anywhere else, and maybe it was time they talk about the project that's due next Tuesday?

As soon as I can chew through my restraints, I'm bolting for the Carolinas, or possibly even Virginia. Lovely places, all of them. I hear they actually exhibit all four seasons. For someone born 'n' raised in perpetual summer, that sounds like a little slice of heaven just calling my name. As for the rest of me, well, you'll see it over time. I have great aspirations to post the antics of my Dilbert-esque office and even more to share a piece of the goings-on of my life as they come to pass. Not because I think I'll be famous, but because it's fun and kills time.

So... How does one end these things? Thank you for your time?

Surely that's a bit formal...