Hey.

I haven't been around for the past four thousand years. And this is a shitty, stupid reason to come back.

It's...I mean, it's a pain in the ass for me to post from "work" (on my phone, in a cab). And, I guess, I always thought to myself "Eh. Buffistas will still be there."

That you all would still be here.

That ita would still be here.

ita and I weren't super-close, but I always admired her. When I was a frequent habitue of the board, I always looked forward to her posting about whatever. It was always funny and razor-sharp-smart.

I admired her ability to hang on, to keep kravving (or however you say it) despite the pain for as long as she did. She was a superhero.

And that's...that's all I got right now. I've missed you guys, and now I'll miss ita forever.

Shit.

Suzi, what's your Tumblr address?

Justsuziq

I feel so helpless. I have tried and given up on work multiple times. A friend is coming over and we are going to cook a bunch of stuff.

The tears are for ita, for me, for her family, for everyone here, for others I have lost. They just won't stop.

it feels like everything else should stop for today

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone...

I'm not a tumblr person, but does anyone have the addresses of ita's? Maybe I'll still be able to pretend she's here.

The poetry is lovely. I'm now sitting in the hotel lobby crying and blowin my nose and not sure how I'm supposed to go present to work people for three or four hours.

And wishing I were still in LA and hadn't left last night. Even if there's nothing I could do.

Just got off the phone with Strixy. Jesus.

I want to get on a plane to LA.

DH asked me if I needed to go. He wants to fix me when I am broken.

Thank you for the poetry. Thank you for signing in to be here.

I'm grateful I can work at home so I don't have to cry in public.

Her dear family. I don't even know how they will manage the loss. She tried so hard to hide her pain from them.

This is all just too much.

I'm not a tumblr person, but does anyone have the addresses of ita's?

There is ita and serenada (artwork).

I am having a hard time believing it.

This community has been and continues to be such a part of my life and ita is part of the fabric here. That is intentionally not past tense. Though she may be gone she will always be part of the fabric of this place. She is gone far far too soon.

Oh god... not ita. How is that possible? I never met her, but I always admired her.

She was so fierce and so beautiful, and I wanted to be like her.

My heart hurts and my eyes won't stop leaking.

Rest in peace, ita.