May. 2nd, 2003

SQUEEE!

May. 2nd, 2003 01:58 am
neverwhere: (Nightcrawler)
X2X2X2X2X2X2X2X2X2 IS FUCKING BRILLIANT!

*squeals excitedly* I won't give away any spoilers, because everyone deserves to be as surprised and incredibly happy as I was when they see it. I just want to let you all know that I had a enormous grin on my face from the moment it started, and it never left my face, that's how good I felt watching it. I had goosebumps and butterflies and wanted to leap up from my chair with rapturous applause. And of course you know what the best thing was -- NIGHTCRAWLER! Yesyesyes. I squeed and giggled and swooned like the sad fangirl I am, and I didn't care! He's just amaaazing. Mmmmm. :)

When it was over I honestly couldn't stop grinning, and I when I walked out of the cinema people kept staring at me because I was talking to myself, repeating over and over 'ohmygod that was so brilliant wow that was so brilliant'. *laughs* I felt like I was floating on air for at least an hour afterwards. Yes, it really is that good. Go see it now!


I also saw...Jerry Springer: The Opera. That's right. The opera. And it is mindblowingly good. It's a tragicomedy with a cast of 20 amazing singers, and great songs like 'What the fuck (what the fucking fuck?)'. 'Talk to the hand' and 'I just wanna poop my pants', to name but a few. It is actually a fantastic satire and is at times very poignant, giving a depth and inner life to the insane cast of characters that you never think about when you see them on tv. It's without a doubt the best show in London right now, I'm so glad I got to see it before I go. I picked up some badges in the National Theatre bookshop to wear with pride -- 'Jerry Jerry', 'Crack Whore', and my personal favourite, ' Chick With A Dick'. *lol* Although I'm not sure I'll ever actually wear that one. ;-)


In other news: Today at the optometrist the eye doctor asked me if was under 16, because 'I might need a parent's permission before having my eye test'. UNDER 16!? Dear god, that's a new one. I'm used to being mistaken for 18 or 19, but under 16?? I couldn't decide whether I wanted to hurl abuse at her or break down and cry. Instead I just looked (and felt) shocked, and said with all the politeness I could manage, that I was in fact *25*. Grrrr.
But at least I now have a brand new pair of ubergeeky glasses, which I like very much. Geek power! :D


Tomorrow I'm off to Collectormania with [livejournal.com profile] trianne, [livejournal.com profile] hjartad, [livejournal.com profile] sheldrake and lots of other LJ people. By my next entry, I'll have met (but sadly, not shagged) my BILLY! Wheee! :)

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