So a few things ( Read more... )

Let's see ( Read more... )

It has been quite some time since I made an entry that was, like, journal-y and not OMG THIS IS MY LIFE-y.  So while I'm sitting here with facebook open in another tab hoping Patrice Maktav looks down and sees my little avatar glowing and online-y and stuff amidst his three thousand facebook friends and then decides he wants to say something to me ( Read more... )

 I want to lock myself in a soundproof box and SCREAM REALLY LOUD.

THIS KIND OF SCREAMING THOUGH.

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 Okay livejournal.

What is the deal?

I have gotten about a million anonymous spam comments on my entries in the past few days.  I really don't want to turn off anonymous commenting, because I like to think of my journal as a place where ANY Anglophone MOR fan can tell me how jealous they are of my life, regardless of livejournal membership, but ( Read more... )

In a few short hours I am going to go find misatheredpanda and we are going to make Paris a little bit cooler with our antics.

MOST IMPORTANTLY she got us front row centre balcony seats to see Mozart l'Opéra Rock tomorrow... ON OPENING NIGHT. :DD

Last time we were in Paris together (with josiana , of course) we performed Les Mis almost in its entirety on the RER C and at ( Read more... )

( This is a lot longer than I thought it was. )

Okay, so I got an email that said my Montparnasse wiki page had been deleted.  I did a little more investigative detecting, worried that my inactivity had somehow excluded me from the Les Mis fandom or something, and I found the thread on Abaissé that explained what happened ( Read more... )

Les Mis, lifelong love, why am I ignoring you like this?  A mere train ride away and yet I don't deign to go visit you on your birthday when I know full well I will NEVER have such a chance again?

I'm going through some sort of... thing... right now where I can't stand any form of elitism or judgement, which is weird because the only way I decide ( Read more... )

 So, my bed stays up with the help of these stupid wooden slats.  In the past week, two of the four have fallen out, meaning my head was sagging pathetically at it took me half an hour to fall asleep last night (I eventually just turned around and put my feet on the downhill side ( Read more... )