Update: we had to wait until we were closed to go get it. I closed ADB, so I never saw if anyone came. OH MY GOD WHAT IF IT IS STILL THERE TOMORROW.
WHAT NO YOU’RE KIDDING
THERE WAS A COFFEE CUP. IT WAS “HIDDEN” BEHIND THE TRUNKS BEHIND INGRID AND BOGEY.
I DIED. I’M STILL DEAD.
I kind of hope it’s still there tomorrow.
OH MY GOD THE COFFEE CUP
I WISH I COULD HAVE TAKEN A PICTURE
BECAUSE THERE IS A FUCKING COFFEE CUP
IN CASABLANCA
Update: we had to wait until we were closed to go get it. I closed ADB, so I never saw if anyone came. OH MY GOD WHAT IF IT IS STILL THERE TOMORROW.
god bless the inventor of the tee shirt dress.
Because it’s a tee shirt, but it’s long.
So no pants!
There’s a Jedi master at JTA that I haven’t seen before and he is ADORBSSSSS. It’s basically like if Kristoff became a Jedi master and I fell in love instantly.
I now refer to him as Jedi Kristoff. He joins the illustrious ranks of Jedi Pleakley, Jedi Wonderful Beard Man, Jedi Marian, Jedi Blonde Lady Who Hates Children, Jedi Actual Mace Windu, and Jedi McHeeeeeeey.
Sometimes I cry because I miss teaching and I miss directing and I miss my students so much. They were my kids and I love them and I wish I could have stayed. I wish I could have directed more shows with them. I wish there could have been more Disney dances and inside jokes and crazy rehearsals that ended with me lying on the floor laughing like the mature adult I am.
I miss my babies.
HEIGHTS ARE WEIRD.
A few months ago I went to a 4’7"-5’0" audition and they turned me away for being too tall. I literally called my mom going “MOM I AM TOO TALL FOR SOMETHING FOR ONCE.”
Eighth grade, so…
Newsies.
Newsies.
Nothing but Newsies.
Oh my god. Nothing but Newsies.
I think I actually had a geocities Newsies site. Or tripod, or something.
I was obsessed with Newsies.
WHEN I WAS LITTLE I HAD A STUFFED PIGLET THAT I ACCIDENTALLY RIPPED OPEN. MY MOM SEWED HIM BACK UP. NOW WE CALL HIM FRANKENPIGLET.
poor piglet.
Me: “Hiccup, is that a bug bite? Oh, wait, I think that’s a boy nipple.”
Hiccup: “Mom. I am going to kill you in your sleep.” (at The Dollhouse)
The Metaphor Girl 