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Living Life at the Speed of Squee
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| "Are you crazy? That's a three-waffle drive!" |
[08 Apr 2009|08:00pm] |
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I'm watching Bolt and I can't handle how adorable these animals are. They're making their way cross-country using a map marked with the location of Waffle Houses (a WH placemat). "I'm not giving up now. We're ONE. WAFFLE. away from her!"
From now on, I shall measure all trips in how many waffles it takes to get there.
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| OFFICIAL VACATION SUMMARY...SQUEEING AHEAD! |
[02 Apr 2009|02:40pm] |
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Oh. My. God. This trip has been unreal, in both the good and the bad sense of that phrase. Since I can't really have one without the other, I'm just going to go in chronological order. Whoever gets through this gets a cookie. (Feel free to get up for bathroom breaks in between, I had to while writing it.)
( Thursday - Arriving: AKA, the day from Hades )
( Friday - If You Like Pina Coladas and Getting Caught In the Rain )
[[Pictures: Dawn in the city, and Central Park]]
[[Pictures: Wicked stagedoor]]
SPECIAL NOTE TO ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lfae: I got the new Wicked program that has all the productions in it, and the Australian cast are soooo cute. Just thought you should know. When I was sitting in the theatre flipping through it, I was giggling with the girl behind me that now I could see exactly who you were talking about when you raved. (Well, about the original cast, anyway.)
( Saturday - I'm So Excited, I Can't Feel My Toes )
[[Pictures: Idina's concert, meet-and-greet and standing in the rain]]
( Sunday - Opening Night Jitters )
[[Pictures: Midtown, Times Square, dusk in the city]]
[[Pictures: Guys and Dolls, Irena's Vow opening night]]
( Monday - I Managed Not To Inquire About 'Tiny Arceli' )
[[Pictures: Greenwich Village, Central Park, Happiness opening night]]
( Tuesday - Tuesdays Are All Right For Flying )
Summary
Total shows/concerts seen: 4
Total celebrities seen/met: 13
Total hours of sleep over 5 nights: 20
Total un-loseable items/places lost: 3
Total un-loseable items/places found: 2
Total souvenirs sacrificed to the City Gods: 2
Total hours spent waiting in the cold and/or rain: 9
Total score: 100% NEW YORK FUCKIN' CITY!
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| A Conversation With Myself |
[05 Mar 2009|11:45pm] |
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"Gee, Nicole, for only $170 extra, you could go see Idina in Wilmington, Delaware the night before you see her in NYC."
"..."
"Gee, Nicole, why don't you SHUT THE FUCK UP."
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[03 Mar 2009|06:21pm] |
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I'm going to meet Idina Menzel.
I'm going to meet Idina Menzel.
Maybe if I say it a few more times, it'll feel real.
I'M GOING TO MEET IDINA MENZEL.
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Nope, still shaking.
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| Fanfic: Private Practice - "Breaching the Keep" 1/1 |
[22 Feb 2009|01:12pm] |
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UGH. Yeah, I so needed a new fandom. *rolls eyes* But (un?)fortunately, "Private Practice" sucked me in a few months ago, and Cooper/Charlotte is my OTP. (See evidence here.) It's something about the snark that I adore, plus hawtsex, plus will-they-or-won't-they?! drama. Also, when a male character can say "You're mine," and I melt, that's a sure sign I'm in trouble. And when I saw their last scene in this week's episode, I had to post-ep it. It was just GORGEOUS. (If you don't already watch PP, y'should. There's lots of pretty. Oh, and some kind of ... I dunno, medical drama or something? w/e. There's pretty!)
WARNING--HEREIN LIES SMUT. If your spouse is out of town, you're out of batteries and/or your hands are both broken, you might not want to click the link. I can't be held responsible if you do.
( My first PP fic. )
I'll probably cross-post to the PP fanfic comms as soon as I feel comfortable over there, and an R version to The Pit.
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| Maya |
[30 Jan 2008|07:53pm] |
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I'm heading out with Krisha in a couple of minutes to put my older cat to sleep. Maya is twenty years old; we've had her since she was about five. She's lived with my aunt while I've been moving around like a gypsy, and the two old biddies have become quite attached to each other. I'm not sure how Aunt Joan's going to take it, but we've agreed it's time to let her go. The vet thinks she's in renal failure, and she's clearly in a lot of pain, wandering the house mewing (and this is a cat who hardly ever speaks).
Sebastian's going to be so confused when she doesn't come home.
I hate saying goodbye.
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