What Bev said. Except for the crossbow thing 'cause my aim sucks.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
F2F 2: Is there anybody here that hasn't slept together?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
It's come to my attention that I have been a dick in taking some undeserved accolades and also in not sending out the anonymous accounting by now.
Now, this is just crazy talk.
According to rumors, and it seems likely to me that they are true, the credit for us having Tim Minear goes to Allyson, and to Tim Minear himself. Thanks!
Oh! Nope. Rumors are untrue. Tim was a Buffista before I, and long before we became friends.
Hey, lots of accolades to Allyson where they belong. AAaand lots of accolades to the many other people who Made It Happen. Hosts and drivers and tour-guides and cooks and shoppers and gift-givers and people who just took time and expense of their own to give Nilly the gift of themselves and their company. It's a cool thing to happen. Buffistas are exceptional people.
I'll feed Bev the pointy bow thingies ... but I'll figure out what to call them first so as to inspire a bit more confidence in my wingwoman abilities.
And, yes, indeed, Liese, everyone did wonders for this. Everyone should feel thanked and appreciated. And you are.
Oh! Nope. Rumors are untrue. Tim was a Buffista before I, and long before we became friends.
My bad. Not about the thanks, but about not verifying. I'm a librarian; I should know better!
I do love that the rumors exist. Any other ones? Are Tim and I dating? If so, can I move in? I hear he's RICH!
Strictly platonic, I fear. But I'm sure I heard hints that you know things. Perhaps you could blackmail him.
For Tim Minear, not Allyson: I can't believe I just typed that. And am about to post. Ignore what I just said. All thoughts of blackmail are strictly in jest.
edited, because it's funnier with white font.
edit eta that it's funnier to me. I have no idea about the rest of you.
and yet a third time because I can't remember diddlysquat.
Oh, that's totally a story I want to hear--how Nilly found the Buffistas. I've never heard that story, I don't think.
I know the story. We were talking about it while we were driving around Boston last week. But I'll let her tell it.
Put me in the corner of people who think you rock, Allyson, and on the list of people who don't need an accounting.