I was made for lovin' you, baby...

I was going to do this whole thing for Unsung Heroes Week, like a post a day about all the people who make fandom great, and then I went on a trip, played host to my brother for a day, got sick, kept sneezing all over myself, and still feel like pumpkin-snot smeared on a toilet, so I abbreviated everything into one neat post wherein I jump up and down (jiggling my mucousy body) about two people I really appreciate the hell out of, except not because hopefully there's still some hell in them, especially in a2zmom so we can still do dirty things together.

One person I really appreciate the hell out of is chrisleeoctaves, except again, not to diminish her private hell or anything, because then she probably wouldn't give us such good angst. ( Here goes, what's inside DB's jacket, for your squealing of love pleasure. )

The other person I appreciate to death (except, you know, don't die) is a2zmom. ( Spike's cock isn't all that rocks my clock . . . )

The truth of it is, I appreciate every single person on my flist, and quite a few who are not. I appreciate your contributions, your fic, your ramblings about RL, your coolness or your hotness or your friendliness, or all these things together and more. I even appreciate the spams about crap I didn't need to know and don't give a fig for reading. And if you're my friend and I love talking to you I've probably already made it clear because as demonstrated above, I'm a mushy kinda gal. ( But now I want to say thanks to a few specific people, not because I love their fic or love talking to them or love that they're in this fandom--though I might--but because they did something once that really made me feel welcome somehow. )

And finally, I'm shutting up. Oh, and if we're somehow having a conversation, I'm still having it with you; I'm just miserably behind on comments, emails, and the ole flist. For real now, bye.