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Okay, okay . . .

March 24th, 2003 · No Comments

So I “sold out.” My Live Journal is now. . . well, live. I’m going to take Angua’s advice and double post everything (except this little tidbit, there’s already a similar comment over there). So Leslie, Teri, Wolf, and everyone who is now looking down on me for going over to the Dark Side, you can all act like it doesn’t even exist. This is the only link I’m going to put on this blog, and all you’ll notice is that I now have an icon when I post on RJA’s journal. Based on my experience with the thing so far, Blogger is ever so much easier to use. I don’t much like the exclusivity of LJ, and it has very limited options for us free users as to layout. If it wasn’t for the help this will give me with planning the shipper debate with Angua, I wouldn’t have ever done it.

Hey, it’s not like I’m turning H/H or D/G or anything like that. Now *that* would be selling out.

So I’m listening to “It’s a Hard-Knock Life” on the Netscape Showtunes channel, and it’s really irritating me. I’ve decided that I really don’t like kids in Broadway shows. The kids are all belting so loud they can barely make the notes, and the result is not all that attractive. If the kids would only sing like normal kids, I wouldn’t mind it. But they all sound like they’re 25 or so, with these awful fake vibratos. I wonder if there’s ever been a study done on child Broadway stars and whether they can sing at all after they hit 50. Because the sounds I’m hearing are simply not healthy. There’s no way they’re not injuring their voices singing like that.

The song’s over. Now on to the overture from West Side Story. If the Netscape Showtunes channel has a fault, it’s a bias toward Stephen Sondheim. In the last 20 minutes, I’ve heard 4 Sondheim songs. That’s overkill, if you ask me. Give me some Gershwin next, please.

I got an e-mail today from my very first college roommate, Becky. She’s engaged! Getting married on July 23 in the Houston temple. I wonder if I could take a side trip to Texas after Nimbus so I can go to her reception. I doubt it, but it sure would be fun. Becky and I were only together for a semester, but we got along really well, and I miss her a lot. It’d be great to see her again. Hmm. I’ll have to think about that one.

GAH!! Alright, someone needs to tell Netscape that if they’re going to play The Music Man, DON’T play that awful Matthew Broderick thing.

I think I’m going to throw up.

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