The phaaaaaaaaantom of the aw-pur-aah is theeeeeeeere
Sorry, I just had this really awesome tv dinner. And it just made me want to watch The Phantom of the Opera on Netflix? I don't know. The Albert Hall version. I don't know... I like the CATS musical so.
Christine is so drunk omg.
I don't even know what I'm going to write about. I just feel like writing something because that tv dinner was so good.
I've been talking with some photographers who wanna do a thing. One I met at Wondercon, who every so sweetly sent me a photograph he captured of Harley's Joker last year at San Diego Comic Con. Sweeeeeet. And the other is like... mad max-y-ish with costumes and locales. It's weird because... I don't really... do that? lol. BUT THAT'S COOL. I mean. I'm down. On certain terms, but yeah. Who wants to be my escoooorrrt? We'll go get ramen.
I seek distractions. from a thing. An intangible thing. An unexpected intangible thing.
All hail queen of vagueness and cryptic... THINGIES
While watching the dance number after the intermission I recognize a lot of the choreography that's also in CATS. Is that weird? Sorry I'll calm down.
He's like... musically raping her. Do feminists like this musical? I don't even know.
This turned into a thing of me spurting out my thoughts while watching this.
I really want to get a jester cowl. And just wear it.
At this point... I want to go get something else to eat. but once I go into that hallway... I've committed. And I'm not sure if I'm actually THAT hungry. It would literally be... the Point of No Return. To a degree. And funny enough, I'm at that point in the musical.
This reminds me of V for Vendetta. Not because they really have anything to do with each other at all. But because they're both all like uhhhhg I love youuu I'm so ugly :(
Okay Rot just got home. TIME FOR FOODS.
Retarded entry brought to you by tv dinner and distractions.