( Caution: Wangst and Nostalgia may cause misty eyes, memory recall, rightious indignation, unnecessary pity, irritability, silliness, sudden giggles, internal bleeding, headdesking, tingling in extremities, and feelings of discomfort or awkwardness in social situations )
Also, K&G wiring blows chunks. I mean, fuses. Fucking chincy crumbling wires all going through the ceiling light in the kitchen....
At least we have shiny, new FUNCTIONAL (praise the lord!) cable internet.
And Jeremy and I went to see Wicked today. It rocked.
Interesting note, since we were in the first row for rush tickets we saw the composer's score for the Second Act on his podium in the pit, which was bound with a cardboard cover with writing in sharpie saying "Wicked" (complete with the tiny flying witch figure for the dot in the 'i') and beneath that in small, cursive letters: "in which terror grows, a new tin man and lion appear, and everyone sings high and loudly"
Also, K&G wiring blows chunks. I mean, fuses. Fucking chincy crumbling wires all going through the ceiling light in the kitchen....
At least we have shiny, new FUNCTIONAL (praise the lord!) cable internet.
And Jeremy and I went to see Wicked today. It rocked.
Interesting note, since we were in the first row for rush tickets we saw the composer's score for the Second Act on his podium in the pit, which was bound with a cardboard cover with writing in sharpie saying "Wicked" (complete with the tiny flying witch figure for the dot in the 'i') and beneath that in small, cursive letters: "in which terror grows, a new tin man and lion appear, and everyone sings high and loudly"