Best. Buffy meme. Ever. I've run so far down memory lane now that I'm weak-kneed and breathless and ragged.
Also,

K-Fucked radio, the writers' station, was on all the time -- out of the left speaker came the endless stream of self-aggrandizement, and out of the right speaker the report that the book is an unmitigated disaster, that my career is over, my future behind me and I will have to go to work for the phone company. Or AOL.
In other words, the insidious station that tells you you're a hack, you should stop writing and go eat a muffin, that every word from your fingers is like a tiny bug on the page to be squashed, et cetera.
More later...