Yesterday isn't so far away

Yesterday I went to the cemetery and slayed a bunch of vamps. It was no big deal except they tore my new shirt. It's too bad malls don't have a return policy for demon blood. At least they aren't alive to make anyone's lives pasty and dead, so as usual, I say 'Go me!'

Damien was there and as usual it left my heart swooning. He smells so good, but why is he brooding all the time for? Do I inspire so much glum? What's a pretty vampire slayer to do? He's mysterious, but sometimes kinda speaks like Yoda. Whatever I say, I know I'm pretty well hooked on him. I just wish he'd ask me to dinner. Would drippy candles and bouquets of flowers be too much to ask?

Mark, my grumpy custodian, is calling which means the world might be ending, or at the very least I need to go slay a nest full of vamps. Let's hear a hell, ya! Oh, and tomorrow morning my mom is making me pancakes. Can't get better than a few fluffy carbs after a night of fighting evil.