i woke up to lots of honking from karen drivers. pulling my ass out of bed, i went to look at the mess on my sofa which i've affectionately re-christened The Budget Mount Everest. i pulled out a pack of instant noodles because one can't go wrong with instant noodles, right? WRONG. i dumped the seasoning for the noodles into my coffee instead of the pot of hot water i had just boiled. oh well. i still needed the Caffeine though so i picked up the coffee mug and downed the whole thing. it wasn't that bad, just like if hot soup was caffeinated. yay for improvisation!!
then came the hard part: packing to get ready to take over the streets of new york! i picked out a sling bag because of the Notorious New York Broke Pickpockets. then, i carefully pulled out my file. bUt this wasn't any old file. inside was a swath of bubble wrap, with my precious playbills and photos inside. my master plan was to carry these around when walking and when i saw an actor i knew, ask them to sign my playbills and photos of them and ask for a picture! i'm such a genius *flips hair*. i placed my playbills and shit in the bag and shoved a few sharpies inside. now we fast forward to me on the streets because the author trusts you, reader, to use your very active imagination to pack boring stuff.
a/n: it gets more interesting soon trust me
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falsettos cast crack
Ficção Geralhow i would like my trip to go if i saw falsettos prepare for my epic sense of bad humour and some scattered references around also there's no structure whatsoever going to edit this soon!! but the story is done for now
