Pre-Emptive Goodbyes

*looks up*

Sounds like I'm going to die, doesn't it? Ha. Well, I'm not dying, I'm merely disappearing into thin air (and we do mean thin air) to the Musical Theatre Camp of D00M. Or at least, I will be doing so Sunday. I thought I'd warn y'all so you can get used to being without my sparkling personality.

Oh - and while it's on my mind, wasn't Abe in Facial Fax, not Flora Fatal? Or did Facial Fax break up when some of the members graduated? All I know about the guy is that he has big hair and wore ruffled cuffs to the Performing Arts banquet. (Of course, I wore a jingle bell around my neck and a Ulla secretary dress except in black, so who am I to talk.)

I suppose end of the school year shout outs are in order. I did do them last year, after all.

Gabe: OMGWTFALITTLEPRIESTWHYDIDN'TYOUTELLME.

Mickey: Aheeeem. So basically, pretty sweet? SUUUSAN!

SP: I occasionally feel as though if the world were to blow up, I'd have to call several people. You, Kevin B., and Stephen Sondheim.

Ben: When all is said and done, all I really have to say is: And now for something. . .

Max: Here, have a canoli.

Spencer: Thank you for inspiring me to rent Spinal Tap. It may have changed my life forever.

Quote of the Day

"Kathlyn, are you allowed to be doing that?"

". . .No."

- Kat and Parental Unit. At least I'm honest.