Umm...there's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to come out with it: I've been writing reviews for other places.
I wanted you to hear it from me, you know, before you pick up Rue Morgue #99 from the newsstand and you find my name in there and you don't know what to think.
It meant nothing to me, I swear!
Come back!
12 comments:
It's like I don't even know who you are anymore.
Two-timing trollop!
Do our matching facial tatoos mean nothing to you?
(Still, if you're gonna cheat, it may as well be with a mag like RM...)
niiiiice. It'll give me more incentive to check it out.
I'm not saying this to blow smoke up your arse Stacie, but you're an inspiration (cue Peter Cetera).
Writing reviews for a cool pub like Rue Morgue is pretty neat-o.
I swear, I'm the same old gal you all mildly tolerated! I SWEAR!
Wait, I mean I'm the same young, vibrant gal you all mildly tolerated.
Thanks y'all!
:)
Are you the centerfold, Stacie! Ooh la la, I can't wait to fold you out!!! ;-)
I am! Your blood will run cold...your memories have just been sold!
Wait... They still print magazines? KEEN!
Although I was hesitant at first, I think in the end this will add spice to our relationship
Whoa, congrats! You are very talented, so this does not surprise me.
We opened up our copy today and saw your name. My mind was blown! Congrats!!
That's okay, I understand...this ain't no never-never land.
By the way my thoughts are with you on the sad passing of John Forsythe.
Nik
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