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I just got back from shopping, and boy, was today the day to be there. All the new things are rolling out, no one was there (barring the eighty thousand screaming children. I don't know how three babies managed to sound like 80,000, but they did. And I got jeans! Four pair! A schnazzy tuxedo jacket! Shoes! Make up! Sweaters and shirts and a new purse and frilly panties and new bras and I feel like a princess! Well, if I didn't have a zit on my forehead and no make up and a shlubby tee shirt where I realized half-way through my trip you can see my bra through it - classy. At least I was smart and didn't swing into Tin Star and grab a veggie quesadilla before I tried on pants. Like i did on Wednesday. Derp.

Now I don't have to buy things for ages. AMEN. Then I pick up my lovely 3/4 length wool coat from the tailor's tomorrow and I am all set for New York City. I've dl'd loads of things for my Kindle, I have warm layers, and a KLAXON WARNING CLANGING ALARM on my phone to make sure I have the tickets to all of our shows zipped in my purse, safe and sound.

All that's left is to buy a gold glitter sharpie for the Book of Mormon casts' autographs, because that is the Stage Door I am willing to stand by. Thanks for making the theater experience awful for everyone, Darren Criss fangirls - way to be unmannered and tacky. (People are leaving before the musical ends to race to the stage door so they can be "first." Unfuckingbelievable. Not to mention the screaming and crying. IT IS A FANDOM OF TOOTIES. DARREN IS NOT JERMAINE JACKSON, GIRLS.*

*omg, that was my favorite episode of Facts of Life, when Mrs. Garrett was freaked out by Tootie freaking out over Jermaine Jackson and Tootie brought a gift of homemade things to him and the bodyguards threw it away in case it was a bomb and she sobbed and sobbed. The acting is SO TERRIBLE. It's hilarious to watch it now.

flaming_muse and I have a pretty packed schedule of awesome on our plate. I'll most likely post things to my twitter or tumblr, for people who want to be spammed. :D (@StoneyboBoney and heydontjudgeme, respectively.)

Hoarders is going to be recapped by a guest on Monday (sheafrotherdon) and Sally is going to cover Top Chef, and again: THANK YOU LADIES. First vacation for me since last April. SO NEEDED. Don't break things while I'm gone!



Jan. 6th, 2012 11:10 pm (UTC)
Oh, PLEASE. You're amazing. I'm going to adore you. *said in the same tone of voice Kurt uses on Blaine before he sings to Jeremiah*

I had to stop reading fan accounts and even newspaper articles because of the creep factor, as you know, so I HOPE YOU ARE RIGHT. (Although my mother on the phone today told me there was an article in the paper here today about Darren in the show, and when I asked her if it was positive, she said, "Well, they're having to get used to the fans at the stage door, because they're not the same as Daniel Radcliffe's fans." So good luck to me to avoiding it! LOL)

I was talking with mr. muse about it and was telling him that if people act up, which I truly hope they won't by then, I'm going to be really tempted to ask them where their mothers are.

His response? "Are you kidding me? It's Darren. Their mothers will be standing right next to them screaming just as loud."


He's probably right.
Jan. 6th, 2012 11:18 pm (UTC)
I am going to do a silly walk, just to make you feel superior. There might be duck honk noises, I haven't decided yet.

Oh, I can't see any clips, read any interviews, none of it because my shame meter is IN THE RED.

AHAHAHAHAHA, MR. MUSE!! That's freaking hilarious. And it's funny, because it's true. (But they'll be back in school! Let's hope! Oooh, or credit card bills will be due, and they will have a reality slap?)


Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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