I am desperately looking for my notes on an essay I am writing about Penlind, the chick who lied about having a dying baby at the Bronze.

I can't find them!

But while digging, I found my review of Out of Gas from way back when.

I forgot how much I hated Firefly.

Hey Allyson! I got PIRATE STUFF!

And I've been in training for a week and am brain-fried and my phone is behaving mysteriously. But right now there's a wee little pirate-man sitting in Angel's lap, and that's all that matters. Thank you!

AWESOME! Finally. Only like, a week late.

Angel would totally bone a pirate.

Oh, it should have been here last Friday but [razzle frazzle UPS bastard-people]. You're way ahead of Mugga, who's been promising me a pirate book for months. Sob.

Years ago I got two of the Angel books (from the used rack at the library, not that I'm defensive at all) and in one he's kind of a pirate. Man. I need to find those and reread them, because they were so amazingly incoherent.

I appear to have hit the "mindless rambling" portion of exhaustion. Whee! Oh, and I'm taking tomorrow off, so if you have another Beta-reading spree please count me in.

I am desperately looking for my notes on an essay I am writing about Penlind, the chick who lied about having a dying baby at the Bronze.

I can't find them!

What sort of info are you looking for, Allyson? I wasn't on the BIT, but I remember some Penlind details. I was still very wet behind the ears on the linear side, and the whole thing made a tremendous impression on me.

You know who's abandoned Minearverse? Minear.

This absence better be worth an awesome new, show-type announcement.

That sounds like an "or else."

What if he's just napping, reading a book by the pool, maybe taking a gourmet cooking class?

When did it become all about him and his needs?

No idea. I didn't sign off on any such plan.