OK folks, you know the drill by now! I don't own them! Not even a teeny piece of 'em. That
honour belongs to the mighty Joss (hallowed be thy name). So read on and don't sue. Ta. By
the way, a little mail could be nice. No cyber-excrement through the modem though, eh?

Angel. WHAT KIND OF A GIRLIE NAME IS THAT?! It's usually the sort of name
favoured by girls in Sex forums on the net...not that I would know about that, though. Just a
guess. An...educated guess. Except it's not educated, as I haven't had education in Sex Chat.
OK, I think I'll stop these rambling's, as they're starting to make me look a liiiiiiitle guilty. And
I'm not.

But Angel? ANGEL?! Why can't she go for someone with a nice, normal...safe name? Like
Alexander. Yeah! Alexander. Alexander Lavelle Harris - sounds like the perfect guy.
Someone she can rely upon to *not* turn into a demon and kill her best friend's favourite
teacher, or even torture the Watcher guy.

If I changed my name to Fairy and got my blood sucked outta me, maybe she'd ask me for a
date. Maybe.

So, perhaps the man is handsomely attractive (not that I've noticed. I don't notice that sort of
thing. Me into girls.) and a little buff, but what can she see in him? What?! Maybe the buffness
and attractiveness... but he's a member of the Fang Gang! The Vamp Camp! The...Blood
Thugs (?). I admit that last one was a little stupid - grasping at straws you might say, but hey! I
need all the excuses I can get. Buffy'll never see anything in me.

Ever.

Angel's still a girlie name though.