Greetings! You have reached one Andrew Wells, watcher-in-training - although Mr. Giles said I'm nearly ready to become a full watcher. Since, you know, all of them blew up. It's tragic, really, but sometimes you have to take the good with the bad.

Anyway, if you want to leave a --*beep*

Is this the doing of the first? Oh, but we vanquished that foe. Spike burst into flame and a whole lot of slayer-ettes died.

So why, I ponder, is Jonathan following me around the hotel? I'm not complaining, mind you, since it feels like old times before I killed him - it's just very odd.

I ask you, gentle readers, is this the work of some strange force, or have I simply gone on to heaven?


...Jonathan informs me that this is not heaven.

Another new adventure is upon me! I thought surviving the attack of the First which is still not as evil a name as Voldemort or Lex..was amazing, but living in an apartment with thirteen teenage girls?

A holiday was needed, believe me! It will be quite pleasant to walk into a bathroom without drowning in bras.

To my fellow vacationers, if you do not know me, I am Watcher in training Andrew Wells, renowned around the world as a master demon summoner. For it was I who helped vanquish Darth Willow when no one else could.

And I set those flying monkeys loose during Sunnydale High's production of Romeo and Juliet. Hee hee. That was awesome.