my stista came! hooray hooray. however, here she looks like she's pulling an angela (ie. taking a chunk out of my shoulder.) either that or she saw a very famous person in the distance.
pete the schmete! that's what we all call him.. well, that's what i call him since i made up the nickname a minute ago to have something to put for this caption.
when i got back i went to practise my piano, which i have been playing with renewed faithfulness since bro kel&sis cheryl's wedding, because afterwards i had heard the fall-down-at-his-feet piano playing of this amazing person. somehow i actually knew what i was playing this time, that kind of creepy but most exuberating anticipation of what key to play next, and of actually pressing a key without reading a score and hearing the right sound. hooray hooray! o captain my captain!"Desiree, i should never have come; to flirt with rescue when one has no intention of being saved. Please try to forgive me."
hello? she just sang him a lovely, heart-breaking song! and she's judi dench! how can he say that and then dissolve into the dark of the stage, leaving her alone in the spotlight? men!
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