Please send all your cheery kitty-cat calendars and healing crystals for Ms. Spiers to us here at Gawker HQ as she... well, let's be kind and say she's "drying out." Her point, although perhaps issued through shakes and hallucinations, is well taken: name me, Choire Sicha, in all the lawsuits for the rest of the week. And remember, don't bother to tell me that I'll never work in this town again: honey, I don't have to work in this town.

Anyway. While Elizabeth was flying off to the clinic, this Sunday's Times seems to have put out a super-bitchy Gawker tribute issue in her honor. So thoughtful. Start with this:

Funnylady Joyce Chang, writing in the Times Magazine this weekend, tears into poor Lauren Weisberger like Anna Wintour into a piece of lightly-lemoned carpaccio. From Chang's fake diary piece attributed to Andrea Sachs, the heroine of The Devil Wears Prada:

"Post-magazine job, you really have only three options: marry, go into P.R. or write a book. The pretty ones marry. The skinny, tan ones go into P.R. And the ones with half a brain (not a given in the fashion-magazine world) write books about (surprise!) life at a magazine. Half a brain doesn't allow much room for imagination."
It's a Mag, Mag, Mag, Mag World. [NYT]