Loved that glass room. It was such a set piece.
She made me sorrel once, or rather she let me take home a jug of sorrel to taste. It was delicious.
She took photos of me once when I was pregnant, with Franny. Known as Buffistina at that time.
A place where we can talk about ita, miss ita, and share information about memorials. The hugging started over here in Natter.
Loved that glass room. It was such a set piece.
She made me sorrel once, or rather she let me take home a jug of sorrel to taste. It was delicious.
She took photos of me once when I was pregnant, with Franny. Known as Buffistina at that time.
I'm glad I got to eat her delicious baked goods a couple of times.
I just hate that this is replacing her in my brain. This "tragedy" which just feels so stupid to say.
Another long-absentee checking in. I saw the news on Facebook this morning, and all day this community has been at the very forefront of my thoughts. Such a shock. Such a loss.
I am not angry. There is just a big hole. An empty space where she should be. And that gaping hole keeps making me sad all over again.
And her sleeping with a stuffed moose.
Oh, man, I'd forgotten about the moose. I imagine it being enormous, almost as big as her.
I won't know what to not click on.
Oh Raq, thank you for providing a much-needed laugh.
I first crossed paths with ita on Table Talk, making fun of phony psychics with phony Jamaican accents in the "Miss Cleo, Call Me Now!" thread. I don't recall whether she pointed me to the Buffy thread or if I found my way on my own shortly thereafter, but she's figured prominently in my experience of the community ever since. It's been a great privilege to have know her for the past 14 years (too few!).
I've been looking for my photos from the Wolfram & Hart Annual Review from ten years ago this evening, and finally turned up a couple. Here are shots of ita with her team of security guards and bonus Allyson:
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I've talked to Gudanov, so he knows.
I have started a post and failed to finish many times. Five beers and I'm almost brave enough to say things, but not quite.
I had not interacted with ita for a long time, but she has always loomed large in my mental landscape. She always will.
There is just a big hole. An empty space where she should be.
This.