"The Boy With The Thorn In His Side" (so exquisitely pretty, so swoopy and swoony, so deliriously and gleefully woeful).

Have you heard the cover by Bis? It's so fun.

You know what I think we should do? Start a Bitches wishlist. We all need a pick-me-up once in a while, and I don't know about the rest of you, but it makes me feel good when someone receives a gift unexpectedly. The gift-ers can remain anonymous.

Yes! Let's do this! It can be teeny tiny stuff, really -- like, I would be thrilled to get chocolate, or a mix CD, or just a postcard, honestly. It just means a lot to know that people are thinking of me. (Because it's all about me, you see.)

I do know that getting the Buffistas business cards in the mail, right out of the blue, perked me up enormously. I carry several of them in my wallet. So I could see where a "little things" wishlist could be groovetastic.

I do know that getting the Buffistas business cards in the mail, right out of the blue, perked me up enormously.

Oh my goodness, yes. Those arrived on a day when I was really down in the dumps, and were a joy to receive.

I'm gonna be Miss Taunty Pants for a minute.

You guys are not going to believe how amazing this cookbook is going to be. I was just looking over some of the new graphics and wow. Just wow.

IOW, keep sending in those recipes so it can be "all it can be."

Isn't it amazing, vw? This is going to rock so hard.

Also, I've already made one of the recipes, and it was absolutely delicious. I had the leftovers at lunch and I've already been asked to pass the recipe along to a coworker because it smelled soooo good.

It's going to be the talk of the town when it comes out.

We killed it! I'm sorry! I won't taunt anymore!

Timelies, all.

I'm gonna be Miss Taunty Pants for a minute.

As you should be, for having such a good idea and putting it together.

You know what I think we should do? Start a Bitches wishlist. We all need a pick-me-up once in a while

This is a fabulous idea!

Also, yay! P-C, on the interview (and foot~ma, as well).

"Music shouldn't make you want to slit your wrists." Ah, well.(scratches "concept album" off dream list.) No, wait. Can find jingoistic-sounding guitarist who sounds like he wants to kick, um, raghead ass? Only it's a trick and the lyrics are complicated and make Those People want to slit their wrists instead. Everyone wins...guess I can keep that one. There's a guy I know from H:LOTS fandom who gets uptight with me because my cheering speeches don't blow enough smoke up his ass. Dude, you're a Homicide fan, sweetie. You know this shit. Life is hard. It's how we snark that pulls us through. Or as somebody my mom used to work with said "This ain't the Holiday Inn."