I enjoyed the Tony Awards last night. Neil Patrick Harris is a gift to humanity, and they skipped the boring awards in the telecast. Also, the musical numbers were actually good (except for the one from "Spiderman"). I'm glad "The Book of Mormon" won Best Musical, though at the last minute, I was sort of rooting for "The Scottsboro Boys," since it's the only one I've seen. (It did a trial run in Minneapolis before moving to Broadway.)
Btw, "Company" (starring NPH, Stephen Colbert, Christina Hendricks, and others) is playing in select theaters this week. I'm thinking of going Sunday afternoon.
I think I've finally figured out what this threesome story I'm writing is actually about. Which means I need to come up with a new title, since the mood of the piece has shifted. (Not dramatically, just enough to warrant a different title.)
Signed up for hc_bingo (on DreamWidth) again. Despite the Big Bang and the charity fics I'm supposed to be writing. Last year, I came one short of a bingo. I think I was too ambitious. This year ... we'll see.
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Any thoughts? God, it's like a Pandora's box, with cuddling down there among all the ick. And I guess therapy is a good thing too, though it can be scary for some people. Hmmm. *strokes chin*