Hey Vino! At least it's only an imagined pain!

I do think that in the long run, the joy of seeing Anya in person would be greater than the pain of not being able to say anything to her. It's not like if I introduced myself she'd invite me and the missus home for a threesome or anything!

Once upon a time, Anya had annual weekend meet-ups with her members in Houston. How wonderful would that have been to attend! At the time I was several hundred miles away. Not sure whether anyone who attended hangs around here.