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Hey, no update in a while, sorry guys.
ANYHOOT. This is what's beein going down:
Spanish Regents I passed really well, as well with my English final, and I'm going to do the same with the Global Regents (I'm not being cocky, I'm just amazing in SS)
On Saturday my dad took me and my sister Justine to the city as a birthday present. We saw Avenue Q. It was amazing. Seriously the funniest thing I've seen in a long long time (much much funnier than Urinetown). It deserved its 2004 best musical win.
Barret Foa has got to have one of the most gorgeous faces on the face of this earth. I seriously just wanted to run up there and grab him and never let him go.
And the Bad Idea Bears were awesome. So was Gary Coleman. And Rod reminded me of my dad. AND CHRISTMAS EVE HOLY CRAP.
If you haven't seen the show, see it. Now. I don't care if you live in fucking Guam. Get a plane and come to NY and see it. That way you'll know what I'm talking about.
I've been listening to the soundtrack over and over and over.
Other business, THE CHUCK PALAHNIUK READING.
Oh man, also amazing. My dad and I got there at around, 4ish? The reading started at seven. So we got third row seats. Which was yes, completely astonishing. Chuck arrived around 5:30, so the people in the FIRST THREE ROWS were able to go up early and get their books sighned. When I was about to walk up the stairs onto the stage where Chuck was, I was in complete awe. While Chuck isn't the most stunning looking man I've ever seen (he's your average joe) I seriously was staring him down. So I got up there, and he said "Who am I making this out to?" and I was like "EMILY! MY NAME IS EMILY!" because I'm a complete loser. I was wearing his neckalace and, well, here's how the dialogue went:
"Hey, that's a pretty cool necklace"
"THANKS. This really awesome guy made it for me."
"Haha. So when did you get your care package?"
"Around February. Probably one of the happiest days of my life.
"Oh, sorry it didn't get there around Christmas. I was hoping I could get as many of them out around then as I could."
(My dad motions for a picture)
Chuck: "Oh, a picture?"
(picture is taken)
Me: "I have a question, what do you do with all the letters?"
"Well, I store them all in a file cabinet, and I write exactly what I put in each package on all of them."
"Oh awesome. You must have a pretty big file cabinet."
"Yeah, but I would rather have a house full than throw them out. It was great meeting you."
(Shakes hand)
"....you too! Thanks!!!!!"
And from taht moment until the reading started, I was giggling like a little fan girl.
So the reading started, and he shot off by handing out meat-scented air fresheners and asked people to swish them around so the whole room smelled like meat (smell-o-vision esque). He told some stories off hand (which were all hilarious because tehy were true) and yeah.
blah i have to go, i'll update more later.
Peace guys.
[EDIT : 11:24]
Okay, back to the show.
Some of the stories included a first masturbation expirence with Cookie Monster, a way to lose your dignity after your dead in a porn house, and transmiting the aids virus to your pug dog. Sorry, you had to be there (but if you're REALLY curious then ask me, i'd LOVE to tell).
He read an excerpt from Haunted, a short story called "Hot Potting," which would make the queasy definatly vomit from the smell of the room and the story.
Then, he threw out prizes, which were fake severed limbs. I CAUGHT AN ARM! YES I'M AWESOME.
If you asked a question, you got a meat welcome mat. I had a prize and my dad said no.
Then came the McDonalds incident. Which has me laughing still. Okay, so since a lot of questions were asked, I forgot that I was holding the severed arm. At the end, since I already had my moment with Chuck, my dad and I left. We were hungry, so we made a pit stop to McDonalds. Keep in mind that I was holding three books, my purse, and a lifesize severed arm.
I walk into McDonalds, order, and wait for my food to be ready. While standing there, I dropped one of my books, but realize that I have no hands to pick it up with. Subconciously, I put the arm in between my legs and bent over to pick up the book. All of a sudden, I hear an extremely loud shriek from behind me. I whip around, grabbing the arm from my legs and holding it in the air. Behind me is a little girl, around 3 or 4, staring at me in utter horror, while her mother stares at me with an evil glare. It took everything in me to keep from laughing.
Well, that's it. I HOPE YOU READ IT ALL, BECAUSE IT'S QUITE INTERESTING.
Thank you darlings, and have a good day.
ANYHOOT. This is what's beein going down:
Spanish Regents I passed really well, as well with my English final, and I'm going to do the same with the Global Regents (I'm not being cocky, I'm just amazing in SS)
On Saturday my dad took me and my sister Justine to the city as a birthday present. We saw Avenue Q. It was amazing. Seriously the funniest thing I've seen in a long long time (much much funnier than Urinetown). It deserved its 2004 best musical win.
Barret Foa has got to have one of the most gorgeous faces on the face of this earth. I seriously just wanted to run up there and grab him and never let him go.
And the Bad Idea Bears were awesome. So was Gary Coleman. And Rod reminded me of my dad. AND CHRISTMAS EVE HOLY CRAP.
If you haven't seen the show, see it. Now. I don't care if you live in fucking Guam. Get a plane and come to NY and see it. That way you'll know what I'm talking about.
I've been listening to the soundtrack over and over and over.
Other business, THE CHUCK PALAHNIUK READING.
Oh man, also amazing. My dad and I got there at around, 4ish? The reading started at seven. So we got third row seats. Which was yes, completely astonishing. Chuck arrived around 5:30, so the people in the FIRST THREE ROWS were able to go up early and get their books sighned. When I was about to walk up the stairs onto the stage where Chuck was, I was in complete awe. While Chuck isn't the most stunning looking man I've ever seen (he's your average joe) I seriously was staring him down. So I got up there, and he said "Who am I making this out to?" and I was like "EMILY! MY NAME IS EMILY!" because I'm a complete loser. I was wearing his neckalace and, well, here's how the dialogue went:
"Hey, that's a pretty cool necklace"
"THANKS. This really awesome guy made it for me."
"Haha. So when did you get your care package?"
"Around February. Probably one of the happiest days of my life.
"Oh, sorry it didn't get there around Christmas. I was hoping I could get as many of them out around then as I could."
(My dad motions for a picture)
Chuck: "Oh, a picture?"
(picture is taken)
Me: "I have a question, what do you do with all the letters?"
"Well, I store them all in a file cabinet, and I write exactly what I put in each package on all of them."
"Oh awesome. You must have a pretty big file cabinet."
"Yeah, but I would rather have a house full than throw them out. It was great meeting you."
(Shakes hand)
"....you too! Thanks!!!!!"
And from taht moment until the reading started, I was giggling like a little fan girl.
So the reading started, and he shot off by handing out meat-scented air fresheners and asked people to swish them around so the whole room smelled like meat (smell-o-vision esque). He told some stories off hand (which were all hilarious because tehy were true) and yeah.
blah i have to go, i'll update more later.
Peace guys.
[EDIT : 11:24]
Okay, back to the show.
Some of the stories included a first masturbation expirence with Cookie Monster, a way to lose your dignity after your dead in a porn house, and transmiting the aids virus to your pug dog. Sorry, you had to be there (but if you're REALLY curious then ask me, i'd LOVE to tell).
He read an excerpt from Haunted, a short story called "Hot Potting," which would make the queasy definatly vomit from the smell of the room and the story.
Then, he threw out prizes, which were fake severed limbs. I CAUGHT AN ARM! YES I'M AWESOME.
If you asked a question, you got a meat welcome mat. I had a prize and my dad said no.
Then came the McDonalds incident. Which has me laughing still. Okay, so since a lot of questions were asked, I forgot that I was holding the severed arm. At the end, since I already had my moment with Chuck, my dad and I left. We were hungry, so we made a pit stop to McDonalds. Keep in mind that I was holding three books, my purse, and a lifesize severed arm.
I walk into McDonalds, order, and wait for my food to be ready. While standing there, I dropped one of my books, but realize that I have no hands to pick it up with. Subconciously, I put the arm in between my legs and bent over to pick up the book. All of a sudden, I hear an extremely loud shriek from behind me. I whip around, grabbing the arm from my legs and holding it in the air. Behind me is a little girl, around 3 or 4, staring at me in utter horror, while her mother stares at me with an evil glare. It took everything in me to keep from laughing.
Well, that's it. I HOPE YOU READ IT ALL, BECAUSE IT'S QUITE INTERESTING.
Thank you darlings, and have a good day.