i won't feel a thing...
it has recently occurred to me that i may be going on a performing arts binge. last night i saw phantom of the opera and it absolutely took my breath away. i cried. it was glorious. the phantom's voice was literally like an angel's. i couldn't believe how amazing the whole production was.
next month i am going to see owen meany with my mom. the month after, i'll be seeing flight of the conchords with my brother (happy birthday to me, indeed!). and i just bought golden circle tickets to see rent (with mother fucking ANTHONY RAPP AND ADAM PASCALL as mark and roger...HOLY SHIT BALLS!!!) and, when they go on sale, i'm getting tickets to see spamalot. i love it. and there are certainly worse things i could be spending my money on. that's for DAMN sure.
i'm thinking i must see something glorious while in london. maybe two glorious things. the possibilities are so terribly enticing.
oh, and by the way, dr. horrible's sing-along blog is fantastic. loooooove it.
i'm in a absolutely wonderful mood.
next month i am going to see owen meany with my mom. the month after, i'll be seeing flight of the conchords with my brother (happy birthday to me, indeed!). and i just bought golden circle tickets to see rent (with mother fucking ANTHONY RAPP AND ADAM PASCALL as mark and roger...HOLY SHIT BALLS!!!) and, when they go on sale, i'm getting tickets to see spamalot. i love it. and there are certainly worse things i could be spending my money on. that's for DAMN sure.
i'm thinking i must see something glorious while in london. maybe two glorious things. the possibilities are so terribly enticing.
oh, and by the way, dr. horrible's sing-along blog is fantastic. loooooove it.
i'm in a absolutely wonderful mood.