cape cod and go
I'm going to the cape for the first time ever tomorrow! I'm going with Jessamyn and her family. We might go to Provincetown so then I will have another new city to play with. Then I will have so many pictures to develop, and then I will have to take my drivers test and fail it again, because I know I will, even though I am an adequate driver, and then it will be college in a place that does not seem super exciting anymore, because I already had the new students program there. They sent me a letter begging me to be a commuter today and I felt bad because I live so close and some people have to commute just to have enough money to go but our bill for first semester is $777 no joke that's it not counting loans of course but still I am so superior further more we are rolling in an inheritance that should have gone to my disabled cousin but is not because our grandpa did not get along with his only son We will go clamming on the cape. I have mixed feelings about that. I feel like it will involve killing things, but still be super fun in the processes. I decided I'm going to be a travel writer. Wednesday was Phantom and beautiful, but I want to see it again when I know every song by heart, and with a different Christine. I loved the Phantom himself. At the end of each act I walked out feeling incredibly excited, buzzed, anguished . . . it's really all about the last twenty minutes. And the chandelier. Or excuse me, SHANDELIER. Now it is tied with Rent as my favorite musical ever. And ever and ever. Until I see Wicked, The Lion King and The Producers. And Les Miz with a professional cast. Apparently I need to go to bed, because I'm getting up at 3:55 tomorrow, and I'm sorry (but not really) for all the times I don't call people when I say I will and leave my cell phone off, and also (really) for sometimes accidentally forgetting to sign my checks.