Silly, you will always be a full, not quasi, Buffista. Even if you are furniture.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Awesome to pop in and see great news! Congratulations, Pix!
Heck, you'll just be the comfy chair everyone wants to sit in, Kristin. You'll always be around.
Erin, I'm sorry about your job, but hopefully this means something better is coming your way.
Kristin, congrats!!! They couldn't have picked a better person! Yay!!!
Oh FFS. I just had a client kill a project by saying that after reflecting on my new-client questionnaire, he had an epiphany that he no longer wanted to be in business. And thanked me.
Umm, you're welcome?
Umm, you're welcome?
Maybe you'll get a mention in his Nobel Peace Prize speech.
Your post has changed my life, amych. Thanks.
The workmen at the apartment complex next door have been running chainsaws for almost two hours now. Thanks to the subtle acoustics of this little tiny valley I'm in, it sounds like it's right outside my house. Damn, I'm getting a headache from this noise. I'm about ready to go over there and do some whacking of my own.
Kristin! Congratulations, that's excellent news!
Sometimes I feel like I've become a quasi-Buffista, but I promise I'm still here and still care, even when I'm not completely up to date or don't have time to write out what I've thought.
Pfft. I'm pretty sure you qualify for the lifetime membership or something.
MOG, will they never stop? How many damn trees do they have to cut down?