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Ok. So which would be a better magical change-the-world, make-you-king musical instrument: a horn, a la Boromir, or a violin? Which would you rather see the hero carry into battle and melt the bad guy's face off with?
I'd like my heart back.
I know you don't think you still have it, but you do.
It's that thing you've been using as a trampoline for the last year or so.
I'd like to give it to someone else.
Someone who will respect and nurture it.
You don't understand it or why it's broken.
You don't know how much you've hurt it.
So give it back.
I don't mean to be rude, but I don't want to be in love with you anymore because it hurts too much.
If you don't want me in your life, could you give my heart back so I'll be gone completely?
- Your Ex
Is anyone with a spare seat in their car going to Scarborough Faire on Sunday? May I please hop into that spare seat and come with you? I'll pay for your gas.
I need a ride to Love Field on the 17 of December. I need to be there around 3. Can anyone help me?
I was told I could make this my home and I no longer feel welcome. This should be mine also, but it's not. Thank you for pointing that out. I am not allowed to have opinions or headaches.
Me and Allee rock. I got 90% percent of patrons to wear wreaths made out of muddy weeds for at least a short period of time (yes, I know people ditched them later). The power of the absolute conviction of a madman! Plus, there were shards of Grace's unfired pottery EVERYWHERE. Yeah, we even had stalkers. Which, somehow, I got to eventually leave me pretty much alone. I think it's because I revealed to them I was actually an actor and got distracted pulling weeds and making crowns. They helped for a while, then ran off. The best parts were where one of them didn't believe I was mad and told me I shouldn't listen to everyone else who said I was, and the part where a different one didn't believe that rubber trees exist. Which is hilarious, because they actually do. The worst part was when one of them was trying to stop me from sneaking up behind Grace and accidently knocked my ocarina aganst my tooth. If it'd been any harder, it would have hurt, but it didn't, so all is well.
Damn, Cameron is such a great lane monster. I think it's because he's mad, so everything makes sense. He has this wonderful freedom to do whatever he wants and there's no need to think logically. My third favorite part was when the little stalker girls were trying to get me to spy on Zach, and Cameron was absolutely confused.
Cameron: Hello, Zach! I'm not supposed to say I'm spying on you!
Stalkers: No, no! You're not supposed to say anything!
Cameron: What do I say, then?
And then they were trying to hide behind me and prompt me, which didn't work either. Cameron is so delightfully obtuse about some things.
I loved Sunday, where I had an intelligent conversation as Cameron with a couple whose anniversary it was. The man makes it a policy to always listen to madmen. He's very clever, he is.
Also, I'm apparently one of the three hottest women on cast. :) (not Cameron. Me. I'd have to say that the three most attractive characters are the Pricipesa, Lady Weatherwax, and Amelia Rose Wiltshire. Grace is so cute and innocent one would feel bad if one felt attracted to her. Plus, she's taken and happy about it.)
Other than that, good GOD/GODS/WHATEVER THE FUCK IS IN CHARGE, WHY IS MY LIFE SO BUSY?!?! I'd really like a vacation. Like, now.