Birthday wishes

[blamebrampton]

I sent the last of the Evil Mag Of Doom today and gave the editor in chief the Five-Point Plan for Seizing Control, of which one point is negotiable and the rest will need to be met or I will just run away and do something less exhausting.

The nice thing was everyone else saying what a dream production it had been. Alas, it has come at the expense of my sanity and ability to speak English. My Italian is doomed.

Due to aforementioned exhaustion, I am unable to properly send felicitations on the anniversary of the birth of three of the loveliest flistees in the world: marguerite_26 , acromantular  and phoenixacid .

Instead, I share with you a great truth. When people are being complete gibbons and common decency seems lost: I plaster a polite expression on my face and sing this song quietly inside my head. It has helped, every time, and I hope it will help each of you should you ever need it.

(On the rare occasions the lunacy cannot be overcome, I find flinging one's arms in the air and doing an Animal impersonation works admirably.)

Comments

[i-autumnheart.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on surviving the epic battle!

Best wishes for a restful time ahead, followed by a much less stressful whatever-you-end-up-doing-next.

If you can sing that song in your head without at *least* bopping a long a little as well, then you're a stronger woman than most, and entirely deserving of All The Control!