While I am not having to do as much as Aimee for our party today. I was the only organizer and had to wrangle people all day about their gifts as well as answer about 100 questions regarding the gift exchange - and all the regular year-end invoice processing still had to get done as well as emergency shipping crap with a vendor. grr. My boss left the office at 11, did I mention that?

I see you all doing "I'm Mad" or possibly "I'm Cute."

You do realize that one of my best friends put "I'm Cute" on the compilation CD she made that was All About Jilli, right?

(Also, back in my vampire LARPing days, a group of us very nearly convinced the storyteller to let us create characters based off of Wakko, Yakko, and Dot. Yes, I was going to be Dot.)

In the sixth grade, I wrote "Man from U.N.C.L.E." stories that my classmates passed around and read. There was no slash, but I seem to recall a Mary Sue, in the form of my older and much more kick-ass alter ego. Fortunately, they didn't survive various moves. I also spent all my allowance on DC comics.

Playful Cat is Playful

How did your fannish geekiness first emerge?

About a week after I saw Star Wars, when I started role-playing my made-up SW stories on the playground with my second-grade BFF. She was a good Leia.

Did anyone else hear this in Manuel's voice, from Fawlty Towers?

Every ‫time. It makes the internets a happier place (as long as you're not actually Manuel).

The AV Club is using the word "geek" in a way that confuses me. If they're just defining it as being a big fan of something, probably 2nd grade, becuase I was way into the Narnia books. But I don't think I expressed that in any notable ways, apart from reading them over and over and over.

As I'd define geek, I think I was aware of my geekdom around 5th grade, when I realized that I had more shared interests with the (other) class weirdo than anyone else my age.

Interrupting for a random but urgent question for cat-having Buffistas: If you had some antique fabric, gorgeous enough to be worth saving but too fragile for machine, dry or even hand washing, that had been stored in a cattish place and had a faint catty scent (like, not obvious or even really noticeable unless you put it to your face and breathe deep, but faint yet distinct after that), how might you go about de-catting it? Hang to air dry? Put in a garment bag and toss in a dryer on the very lowest setting with some softener sheets? Put it in a box with cedar blocks? Google is giving me no love, or else it's got the love but is hiding it because I can't come up with the right search terms.

Also, from way upthread, the mildly surprised but just meh kitten looks so exactly like my beloved departed Toby it breaks my heart. My sweet boy!

fabreeze, or the powder you shake on carpet to get rid of pet smells - THEN air out in a place that gets good circulation.

Hang to air dry? Put in a garment bag and toss in a dryer on the very lowest setting with some softener sheets?

Either of those, or spritz it with some vodka and let it air dry. Vodka will probably do the best job of removing any odors.

Who did you slash Sean Connery with?

As many young fangirls do, I wrote a Mary Sue, but now you're giving me ideas.