Please, please, please come help me pack. Now.

Herein please find the obligatory apology for our forthcoming absence from this blog — we are spending this week inhaling bubble wrap, packing tape and cardboard. Remember, send me an email to claim your prize if you are listed below. Losers, you still have one chance to win former Wonkette Ana Marie Cox’s Dog Days — just tell us what you are doing RIGHT NOW that could get you fired. No bodily fluids.

Posted by altehaggen in Lit-ish @ Tuesday, January 3, 2006 11:54 am | | Comments (3)

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  1. What am I doing right now that could get me fired? Reading Old Hag, of course!

    Comment by MJ Felgenhauer — 1/4/2006 @ 8:30 am

  2. Oh Lizzie– i am sending you good energies to get through this move intact– just be sure NOT to pack the booze– keep it in the front seat of the car– or, in the glove compartment with the valium. Easy access is key. Then, you should be okay.

    Comment by Elizabeth — 1/5/2006 @ 11:30 am

  3. I’m packing too! I hope we get to hang out when I get to the east coast!

    Comment by tayari — 1/5/2006 @ 6:04 pm

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