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wiriamuSo, i'm up in nyc, waiting in radio city music hall to see eddie izzard with mel. And some thoughts keep coming to my mind...
1: mel is dangerous. We've not even been here 10 minutes, and she's forming plans to do several nasty, demeaning, dangerous, idiotic...but utterly RAVISHING AND SEXY to mr. Izzard...
2: it doesn't matter if I was born in NYC. I STILL can't navigate there...and i'm marginally certain estrogen has made my bad sense of direction even worse...
3: mel scares me...she's sitting here fangirling (to be perfectly honest, so am i!!!!!) and thinking about ways to storm the stage. Not to kidnap or molest mr. Izzard...but rather to kneel at his feet and worship him.
4: i'm going to die later on because mel is reading over my shoulder...
5: CAKE OR DEATH!?!?!?!
That is all.
1: mel is dangerous. We've not even been here 10 minutes, and she's forming plans to do several nasty, demeaning, dangerous, idiotic...but utterly RAVISHING AND SEXY to mr. Izzard...
2: it doesn't matter if I was born in NYC. I STILL can't navigate there...and i'm marginally certain estrogen has made my bad sense of direction even worse...
3: mel scares me...she's sitting here fangirling (to be perfectly honest, so am i!!!!!) and thinking about ways to storm the stage. Not to kidnap or molest mr. Izzard...but rather to kneel at his feet and worship him.
4: i'm going to die later on because mel is reading over my shoulder...
5: CAKE OR DEATH!?!?!?!
That is all.
