Xander: Am I right, Giles? Giles: I'm almost certain you're not. Though, to be fair, I haven't been listening.

'Sleeper'


Goodbye and Good Riddance 2005: the Year of the Penguin  

Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2005? Don't think we've forgotten about you.


juliana - Dec 28, 2005 12:07:28 pm PST #315 of 506
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

You know what? 2005 needs to not exist. Ever.

Just got a call from Mayflower. The tractor-trailer carrying my crap got hit by another truck. Two of my totes got broken. My computer is probably frelled (I assume this, because it's a computer that went through an accident). I waived the full insurance, going for the cheaper $0.60 per pound option (we really didn't have the money).

The driver is fine. He's currently sitting somewhere around the Colorado/Utah border, waiting to be OK'd to continue.

The odds of my crap beating me to SF have been significantly shortened.

The superstitious part of me is trying very hard not to scream.


libkitty - Dec 28, 2005 12:07:46 pm PST #316 of 506
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Man, I keep reading about the stuff people get and feeling like I felll down on the job.

I do this every year too.

Me three. Fortunately, my giftees seem to be fooled happy, so I guess I shouldn't worry so much. I think that buffistas are by definition tremendously creative and generous. But many of us are also humble or have low self esteem, so we seem to think that the previous statement applies to every other buffista.

ION, I go on vacation in 6.5 hours! That probably should be in Natter or Bitches, but lately, this is the only thread I can keep up with.


Jessica - Dec 28, 2005 12:10:25 pm PST #317 of 506
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?

Oh shit, j. I don't know what to say.


§ ita § - Dec 28, 2005 12:11:56 pm PST #318 of 506
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Man, juliana. I have no words.


Lee - Dec 28, 2005 12:13:35 pm PST #319 of 506
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Me either, hon. That's the very last thing you needed today, but it is absolutely not an omen.

Whatever the situation is with your computer and other stuff, we can work it out.


SuziQ - Dec 28, 2005 12:16:12 pm PST #320 of 506
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Oh hell, juliana. 2005 is just not wanting to go out with a whimper.

Even without insurance, this is something you might be able to persue legally against the truck who hit Mayflower.


sarameg - Dec 28, 2005 12:16:27 pm PST #321 of 506

What they all didn't say. Shit. I'm sorry things keep taking swipes at you.


Spidra Webster - Dec 28, 2005 12:17:59 pm PST #322 of 506
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Gawd, j. I'm so sorry fate is messing with you. You've already got Buffistas here you've known for a long time who'll be pulling out the stops to help you and you can feel free to ask this on-again-off-again Buffista for help. We'll try to help your reboot be as successful as possible.


libkitty - Dec 28, 2005 12:20:46 pm PST #323 of 506
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

My post looks awful after Juliana's, the worst kind of xpost. I'm so sorry sweetie! Maybe your computer will be ok. Mine wasn't in an accident, but it came to Alaska wrapped in a single layer of bubble wrap that didn't even cover all of it and tossed in with the rest of my stuff (literally, apparently), and it still made it ok. I mean, it was crap, but no worse crap than when the $%^&*( movers packed it.


msbelle - Dec 28, 2005 12:21:41 pm PST #324 of 506
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

juliana,

anything you find you need when you get out there, you just holler. Boxes will come your way. I promise.