The person I really want to smite is the commenter who said something along the lines of, "Gee, I bet this is all so much more fun than the actual book (not that I've actually read it or seen it or exerted myself to have an actual informed opinion on it in any way), and I sure hope you keep posting your 'favorite bits' from it so we can all point and laugh!" Not only said that, but said it right the hell underneath a post indicating that the author in question was reading the damn thread. Way to announce to the entire universe just what a no-class, mean-spirited little cockbite you are, you little no-class cockbite.

Heh. I had to respond to this jerk-off, so I did. Then I come back here and see your post, JZ, and smiled big. Yes, total cockbite. Love that phrase.

nilly_madar has added you to their Friends list. They will now be able to read your public entries on their Friends page.

Awwwwwwww. This just made my day. What lovely synchronicity (you'll see what I mean if you read my response to cockbite.).

Oh, how cool! I have absolutely no use for most of their products, yet I crave.

I have the Moo mini-cards. They're totally nifty.

I think those moo cards would be great for, say, handing out pictures of your costume designs! Of course, I do not have the motivation to do anything about it.

John walks straight through the Parade of Breeds arena and receives his applause with his head up and bit of bounce in his step.

That was the part that made me mist up. Thanks for posting that, sumi.

Kat! Awesome that you get your leave!

He started REALLY reaching, and then challenged me on the dates in which I moved to LA, ita moved with me, and when ita's job complaints in Michigan started to resonate with me.

WTF? Yeah, step away. Do you still need help with that ad, paperdol?

I'm misty with regret. For the Freaky Toy. Does that seem right to you?

But if you hadn't sent it out, we would have never seen the eleventy-billion expressions of shock, awe, and horror cross the postal center worker's face. And that was awesome.

Kat, that's great!

I got scared cause I thought someone related to me has a scaryass freakydoll. Thankfully, it turned out not to be the case.

Today is making me feel pukey. Can I go home yet and flip the fuck out?

Elena B gave us all the minicards from Moo for Xmas.

I was in a rush this morning (as always) so I just grabbed the first sweater I could find when going out the door. It's a somewhat faded black cotton cardigan and I just discovered a huge honking hole under one of the arms. I guess I should retire it.

I'm limiting my response to Vampire People-guy to one more response, which is in its entirety "Improper citation != plagiarism". I suppose I could go on about the difference between literary error or misdemeanor and literary crime and how the the offsetting of the quotation on the page makes it clear to the casual reader (and just about all the readers of the book are casual -- it's not a Work of Literature Research) that it's a quote from the Internet.

He doesn't know what he means by plagiarism-- adopting a definition without attribution is not it; are you supposed to make up your own?-- and he's internally inconsistent (it's not ok to quote from wikipedia, it is ok to use Urban Dictionary).

I finished that NYT article. The only thing I could really think was I can't believe that these couples and this therapist allowed a journalist in the sessions.

That is mindblowing to me. I could never be comfortable with that.