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:: Friday, September 27, 2002 ::
A brilliant bolt of lightning descends! SHAZAAM! The oracle has spoken! The smoke clears to reveal that inside you is a divine being, DIANA, the Goddess of the Virgin Wild. You are extremely desirable, but untouchable. As the deity of chastity and virginity, you live by your values. Your sexual desires simmer beneath a firm moral resolve. But you are far from a prude! The natural sensuality that you exude just makes you all the more desirable to your suitors. They know that your bedroom is a shrine, and you won't share it with just anyone. Wherever your journey takes you, you leave a trail of heartbroken men behind. You probably take sex very seriously, and share it only with someone that you love. You truly enjoy the romance of courtship, but you stick to the ideals you've set for yourself. Any guy who doesn't respect your boundaries is ancient history. You truly understand the meaning of love and will not settle for anything less than perfection. For the lucky guy who finds his way to your heart, suddenly the light comes shining down from the heavens. Behold, the skies proclaim, here lies a goddess!
TO AVENGE A BROKEN HEART Despite the fact that you're the kindest and most understanding of women and in the face of your strongest love magic (alas, it happens), the man you love has cruelly jilted you. Never mind: mop up your tears and follow one of witchcraft's oldest teachings: "Don't get mad: get even." To make certain that a faithless lover suffers three times the agony he's caused you, light a red candle on a night when you're especially unhappy. As the flames flicker, stare at them, and remember how miserable the man has made you. Then stab the candle three times with a straight pin and say: "Three times this candle's broken by me. Three times your heart will broken be." Do this on the same night, preferably Friday, seven consecutive times. Soon some heartwarming reports on the gentleman's troubles with his latest loves should start drifting back to you. To insure quarrels between your man and his new lady love, pulverize verbena leaves and scatter the powder in a place where you know they often walk. If you're still on speaking terms with him, invite him to your house and cast this spell just for good measure. Approach him from the left side and sweep under his feet with your broom. No woman will marry him for at least a year. If the man is a real card with whom no woman's love is safe, use this spell to make certain that he never breaks another heart. Stick some straight pins into a chicken heart and roast it over an open fire. While it's cooking say: "As this heart does broil and burn; So make (name the cad) heart to yearn. I wish him neither last nor love. Till all stars drop from heaven above."
:: Wednesday, September 25, 2002 ::
It had been foretold... "Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen One. One born with the strength and skill to fight the vampires, to stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers." For every vampire in the world, there is a Slayer. The Slayer Code: Destroy all vampires with the obligatory aid of super strength, fighting ability and an acute and intense gift of timing-think of it as being bitten by a radioactive spider minus the leotard. It's not only vampires, however, that these warriors have chosen the responsibility to annihilate. They also have to time-out demons, monsters and just about every other kind of nasty that can come to mind. When a Slayer times a creature out, it doesn't entail making them stand in a corner. Usually, the end result is a heinously bloody slaughter, sometimes accompanied by one of today抯 hottest bands. With the aid of a Watcher-who trains and looks out for each Slayer-these superhuman do-gooders have been known mostly to lurk in the shadows alone, following their prey-the bloodsucking undead. As you can imagine, these heroes have an unhealthy expiration date, most don't live to see past 20. Welcome to Sunnydale... Essentially ground zero for all things naughty, Sunnydale, California was built on top of an Indian Burial Ground, wait, Hellmouth: a portal to a rotted dimension that just about every slag wants to unlock and unleash hell on Earth. Coincidentally, in 1997, Vampire Slayer Buffy Summers moved to Sunnydale with her mother Joyce to get her away from her previous school in LA after her parents divorced. You see, under the guidance of a Watcher named Merrick (who had an incredible likeness to a mulleted vamp in a film called Lost Boys), our heroine torched her school gymnasium during a slayfest against a bunch of overbites. Don't worry; we haven't heard much about any repercussions from the incident or the movie therein. Let us just forget it happened and move on. With the aid of her loyal comrades, Willow, Giles, Xander, Anya, Tara, Spike and her sister Dawn, the Buffster has dispelled many worthy foes including; The Master, the Anointed One, Adam, Faith and Glory. As dedicated as she is, Buffy still tries to find the time to deal with the trivialness of college life. Unfortunately, her love life isn't with frat boys and the like it seems that even after dating the vamp Angel that she might become romantically involved with one William the Bloody. One's strength can only truly be judged by their conviction and dedication to their calling, their prophecy, their fate and their gift. Proving that she was indeed the truest of Slayers, Buffy Anne Summers gave her life to obstruct evil Glory for the Dawn of our world salvation. Although the Slayer lore warned that most Slayers don't live to see 20, Buffy was an exception...but not by much. It's a grave new world. Prepare yourself for resurrection and retribution.
:: Friday, September 20, 2002 ::
:: Wednesday, September 11, 2002 ::
:: Tuesday, September 10, 2002 ::
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