Now, now, BNFs aren't crazy. They just make other people crazy.
She was a crazy as a monkey without a tree.
Don't let the space bugs bite!
Kaylee ,'Objects In Space'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Dana - Mar 07, 2007 2:48:05 pm PST #2043 of 28175
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Sheryl - Mar 07, 2007 2:51:48 pm PST #2044 of 28175
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Her crazy train was stopping at all the stations.
(Ok, I'm not much of a writer)
Miracleman - Mar 07, 2007 2:56:19 pm PST #2045 of 28175
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Crazy as trying to solve a Rubik's cube...with all the stickers taken off.
Laga - Mar 07, 2007 3:02:32 pm PST #2046 of 28175
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Pwnier than a troll with a flamethrower.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 07, 2007 3:30:51 pm PST #2047 of 28175
What is even happening?
Now, now, BNFs aren't crazy. They just make other people crazy.
I know. I just couldn't think of a good fannish name that wasn't actually someone's name or fandom pseud.
Signed,
Arrived at Bronze already to call myself "Closet Buffyholic" only to see posts by Closet Buffyholic.
Anne W. - Mar 07, 2007 4:05:52 pm PST #2048 of 28175
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
She went on and on about that OTP of hers, even after the season finale--just as crazy and determined as the dance band on the Titanic when that particular ship was sunk.
Hayden - Mar 07, 2007 7:48:05 pm PST #2049 of 28175
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Whenever I read her posts, my laptop degaussed. Condensation clogged its fan. She could spin the leanest and most innocent phrase into a plump suggestion of man-lust wrapped in a sly pun. That gal had HSQ like coffee sweetened with landmines.
Am-Chau Yarkona - Mar 07, 2007 9:57:03 pm PST #2050 of 28175
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
Reading her comments was like incorporating Gmail's adverts into your conversation. She was a random as a d6 on crack, and her stories had all the literary quality of a drunken Madlib.
Amy - Mar 08, 2007 4:24:38 am PST #2051 of 28175
Because books.
Inspired by Natter:
She was crazier than letters of complaint about Prince to the FCC, and only half as amusing.
flea - Mar 08, 2007 4:36:12 am PST #2052 of 28175
information libertarian
Her eyes were as hard as the polished imported black granite countertops she'd just had installed in her latest kitchen remodel, and colder, too.