The lilac china set I linked to a few days ago is ending in six hours. No one has bid on it yet. Even with s&h, the price is about a third of what it would be in the stores. Someone please remind me that I do not need it, I cannot afford it, and that the one teacup I have of this pattern is enough.

You don't need it sj. Because in the next six hours, fifteen people will come out of the woodwork and bid on it. Because eBay is annoying like that.

Er, perhaps me and my cranky mood are not the people to be reassuring others, today...

Thanks, meara. I keep hoping no one bids on it, and the seller decided to relist it a little bit cheaper. Sorry for the cranky mood. Is there anything I can do?

Step away from the teacups. Picture Giles asking you what on earth you want them for or something.ETA: And meara, cranky or not, is right. Then I get all scorched earth because I hate to lose, and pay too much. I'm off The Auctions.(Even though I still want a Xander figure.)

Picture Giles asking you what on earth you want them for or something.

This is only making me want them more for some reason.

I JUST HUGGED KENNY!

Kenny is very huggable. Also cuter than an Aunt ought to have to deal with. Hopefully Trudy will see him looking sleepy and wearing his Harry Potter glasses and that srumptuous green sweater of his.

Hey, he's nearly 18! (pause to gleep and remember the tiny little dark-haired infant) I can appreciate.

Oh, right, you "want to be punished". My bad.

Don't let AmyP hear that. Sh'ell be offering to send things like cookies and cash. POssibly her son. She's addicted to Aveda.

I am totally Aveda's bitch.

I just got Greg to agree to try to buy a house within the next 6 months.

Yay! Scary, but YAY!

Aimee, yeah, your haircut and color look great on you. I exhibit no suprise.

Cindy is me in regards to Aimee's purty, new hair.

I have to clean my car out. It's all winter ick in there--salt and sand

Call the police! Cindy has stolen my car!

Can you tell we canceled our morning newpapers?

We did that two years ago. The paper guy kept hitting the front door. The dogs took this as a sign that he was trying to break in and kill us in our sleep so they barked like maniacs at 5:30 a.m. EVERY morning. No newspaper is worth that.

I do, however, manage to log on to the paper's pay website under the log in from my old job. This is dishonest, but better than not having any news.

My question is: It seems to me that I keep cleaning off my desk, but it's never clean. It has two prescriptions I should call in, two printed out e-mails, a dust rang, a Kleenex, three business cars, a notbook, a coupon, notes on odd bits of paper, a checkbook, some crumbs and Miss Piggy on it.

I have three towering stacks of papers to go through, a few magazine subscription payments to send in, the bag full of crap from Cingular containing my old cell phone, new cell phone manual, old entertainment guides, our city taxes which still need to be filed, a baby monitor, and a Day Minder from 2004.

Do you have a wastebasket near your desk? If not, maybe that would help?

I have a wastebasket AND a paper shredder and I still can't keep mine clean.

I JUST HUGGED KENNY!

YOU BASTARD!!! /Southpark

My sister and BiL just left. It's been a fun weekend but I'm exhausted. But we have new dining chairs coming in tomorrow.

That must be it, erika.

I do have a very porny piece of Gilesfic I wrote recently, but have not posted because it makes free with certain canonical facts. If I know that, should I post in anyway?(A male Bitch led me astray.)