April 29th, 1999

Oh God.
Oh God.
The lunch lady just tried to kill me.
And everyone.
But me! With food!
Food is no longer good.
Bad food.

Then she came at me with a knife, which was less traumatic because Buffy saved me, but still.

Let's rewind.
One day, Buffy beat up a demon and accidentally absorbed some of its blood and became telekinetic and could hear everything I was thinking which was bad. Very bad. I had to leave the room. It was very freaky until it got too much… she could hear everyone's thoughts. Big headache, falling unconscious in the middle of the cafeteria. Or possibly that was just because of the "this time tomorrow I'll kill you all" thought that she heard.

We all thought it was Jonathan. I later found out that he had a big assault rifle in the tower. Buffy came in and confiscated it from him, but it turns out he just wanted to kill himself. The lunchlady was going to kill us all with rat poison in the food.
And to think that yesterday I'd made a joke about it.
Bad day.
Very bad day.