2.28.2006

Nitwit of the Day!

To: "miss adventure"
From: "nitwit"
Date: Mon, 27 Feb 2006 23:46:15 EST
Subject: Help!
>
>
> Miss Snark. Love the site, and the humor. Now, on
> to business.


uh huh. Let's take a brief pause here and review.

I am Miss Snark.

I am not Miss Adventure. I'm not Killer Yapp either.


If you want to send a question to Miss Snark, have at it. Do send it to her however, and not to someone who isn't.

10 comments:

Dave Kuzminski said...

Oh my, what happened to the right side column? Coding problem?

Lady M said...

Oh shoot - I didn't write you again in my sleep, did I?

*Grin*

Anonymous said...

I am my own nitwit: this nitwit post convinced me finally to stop acting like my own nitwit. Here's the short story: I used the wonderful Publishers Marketplace to find a great agent
and to see what is being bought and sold. My book has been out to editors for less than a month,but I am using PM as my fall guy. I check it many, many times a day- has my agent sold anything yet? Look! my books probably better than that one! Who would buy a book about...on and on. I love you PM, but I have to say goodbye for my own mental stability. I must write and stop being my own nitwit!

Eileen said...

They might not know who you are Miss Snark- but at least they know they are a nitwit. Problem identification is the first step.

Anonymous said...

Miss Snark is...fill in the blank.

Lizzy said...

Miss Snark is the Wonderful Agent of Snark.

Anonymous said...

Anon1, you are not alone. I have the same PM sickness - used it to find an agent, and now that I have one, use it to torment myself hourly. Today, I noticed my heart races whenever I go to the deals page. I thought I was the only one, but now I realize I need to go to PM rehab. And I think we're posting on the wrong thread, so far gone are we.

doc-t said...

I hate to tell you this but your email address isnt working. I must have tried it a thousand times.

uranitwit@wtf.com

did i get it wrong?

Sha'el, Princess of Pixies said...

I'm so frustrated today I could spit. Over on Kristin's blog, she says she's caught up to all queries to some date in February. I never got her reply. I don't know if it's my crazy yahoo.co.uk address or what. I resent my junk. I don't know why. As depressed as I am today, I'm thikin' it was a rejection anyway.

I hate it when E-mail goes missing in cyber space. I think I'm a Luddite at heart. I’d smash all computers, but then I wouldn’t be able play my old Oregon Trail game with my daughter.

So, Miss Yap, I mean Mrs. Snark, errr umm Miss Agent of Mystery, ... I mean Snarkie! I don't remember sending you that email. ... But given that I don't remember yesterday at all, my apologies if I did it.

The access code is xkdvnjy. I belive that means Xandor knows divine valences. New Jersey, Yikes!

Anonymous said...

;-) doc-t