welcome back to whatever the fuck I feel like

Once when I was a kid my dad told me to “stop being a you-know-what”. And we’d done the whole song and dance enough times that I knew he meant “bitch”, so I told him: That’s cheating. You know what you mean, and I know what you mean- you’re just stepping around it so you can pretend you’re on the high ground. So if you’re going to call me a bitch, at least have the balls to actually say it.

having grown up doing community theatre and then some professional shows, i genuinely believe from the very bottom of my heart it is crucial that any human with the desire to perform on a stage gets the chance as many times as they like. singing and dancing are innate to humanity yet we've made it inaccessible to all but the select few we deem "good enough" to tolerate. i think people with no pitch and no rhythm and who can't remember their lines should get to be in musicals and plays and choirs and i mean that.

if a bunch of your neighbors suddenly have the funds and venue to put on the most off-key production of Les Misérables you've ever heard, they're not using up Les Misérables. Other venues will continue to put on Les Misérables with more talent & technical skill.

WAIT A MINUTE WAIT A MINUTE WAIT A MINUTE. I just remembered something i made in 2021. behold:

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friends. romans. countrymen. i am no longer asking. use headphones when consuming audio content in a shared space or consider your life forfeit

If I may submit: