Saw part I of Doctor Horrible with Tanja and Rebecca this morning. BRILLIANCE. Go see it, now!

And tonight, we have (cheap student) tickets to Spring Awakening! Clearly, today is a day for fabulousness and musicals.

This past week, Tanja, Rebecca, and I have also been hanging out with Johanne (bartholdy on LJ) and her friend Katrine. Yesterday, we went separate ways. Here’s what happened to them last night:

“Okay, people. We went to see Wanted tonight after dinner. We just took a random cinema. Bought ticket. Came back half an hour later. Suddenly police and people everywhere. We were confused. We went in, which was pretty difficult, but we were eventually allowed because we already had tickets. We are in a room. There is nothing in there, except two guys in suits and some people selling popcorn. Down the stairs, 2 meters away, comes Gary Oldman, Christian Bale, Maggie Gyllenhaal and Christopher Nolan. We totally unwittingly walked right into the opening of Dark Knight. I am still shaking. I was THIS close to everyone involved with presumably my future favourite movie. And I kept whispering Christian Bale… Christian Bale… Christian Bale, without even noticing. Thank you, New York.”

ENVY.

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Check out this new John McCain ad. In this message approved by the Senator, the narrator claims, “Beautiful words cannot make our lives better.”

I beg to differ.

“I love you.”

Ironic that “Love” is the name of the spot.

Hello, I’m Priscilla Spencer. Recently, I’ve been troubled to hear comments by presumptive Republican presidential nominee John McCain, who said, “Now we’ve got the cables. We’ve got talk radio. We’ve got the bloggers. I hate the bloggers. We’ve got all kinds of sources of information.”

As a blogger and a human being, I was shocked and saddened. But I want you to know, John, on behalf of bloggers everywhere, that despite your ugly words, we don’t hate you. As a matter of fact, we like you.

We like you very much.

We particularly like your feckless tax plan, which promises four more years of Bush economic policy, and your repeated admissions that you don’t know much about economics, not to mention how you can’t even pay people to manage your own taxes properly.

Your well-documented anger issues and creepy superstitions.

The fact you’re breaking campaign finance laws you yourself wrote.

Your foreign policy incompetence, which includes the lack of awareness of the differences between Sunnis and Shi’ites and the humorous flub that Vladmir Putin is the President of Germany, glazed in man-sweat.

I’ll keep my eyes on you. And let it be known, one day, when you least expect it, your policies will help elect Barack Obama. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I love sweaty basketball players!

Okay, clearly the cripplingly painful cramps and the pukiness this morning were coincidental, as now I have no cramps, but I’m weak and can’t stand up long without seeing spots and getting a headache. Have called coworker and let him know I’m probably not going to work tomorrow.

Also, laundry machines suck. I’ve washed a load TWICE, but it’s still sudsy! Hmph.