April 11th, 2012

Darren Criss chest in flannel

Running on fumes, holy Nacodotches

HELLO! Glee last night, there's the recap, and what I most would like to stress is that Matt Bomer is perfection. Comic timing in spades (Lea Michele was on, as well - you put her next to someone else funny and it's MAGIC) and Collapse )

ION, I am so damn tired, I can barely type. There has been child drama (like, they are being dramatic, nothing troubling) which involves me explaining why life isn't over because so and so said such and such, blah blah. The Mr. was called away at the last minute for a business trip so I'm holding down the fort solo until Sunday, and THE WORST NEWS: tickets fell through for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony this weekend, so me and another Significant Other ended up without tickets to the show. I do not want to go and stand outside the concert while my husband plays inside, so. BOO. I'm glad he's going and is performing because that's amazing but...Beastie Boys! *cries*

As an "I'm sorry!" he's sending me to NYC in another week and change to see BoM before Andrew Rannells leaves the cast (he's the lead.) And I get to go to the Botanical Gardens with flaming_muse and that is all that's keeping me putting one foot in front of the other today. <3

TIRED, EFFIE, I'M TIRED! I want food to magically appear on its way to my mouth. Like French Fries covered in bacon and cheese. How about it, Science?