Person A being that hipster that drinks a shitload of pumpkin spice lattes and they figure out that Person B has never had one, so A brings B to the nearest Starbucks (where Person C is the barista).
Into the Woods? I love that musical. The way they just [clenches fist] go into all those fricking woods.
One of my favourite things about the Good Omens fandom is that we have so many names for the Apocolypse that wasn’t.
- The Little Armageddon that Couldn’t
- and my personal favourite: Abotchalypse
Armageddon, ArmageddoffI’m sure I’ve seen ‘Ragnaright-okay-never-mind’ which is probably my favourite.
• I’ve got more wit
• a better kiss
• a hotter touch
• a better fuck
• and good music taste
The theatre I’ve been working at for over a week now is always full of dogs.
There is always at least one dog in the theater and I fucking love it.
The house manager, Wally, has a lovely little border collie named Tamsin and he frequently brings her in. The actor for the show, Linda, has a beautiful chocolate lab named Harley, and Harley is always around. The artistic director, Ann, has a little doggy named Buddy. I don’t see Buddy very often though.
Last thursday when I arrived for work I was greeted by a bouncy chocolate lab and a paycheck. If that’s not the dream, I don’t know what is.
ALL THEATERS MUST HAVE DOGS NOW.