Frothy like coffee

It is kind of funny but my colleague went to see X-men First Class last night and came in today and said he thought it was "rubbish and flat and not an X-men movie."

My response: Algxgksoydyldjkfkdgstsigkgv!

It would be fair to say I frothed at the mouth with fannish outrage. I can laugh at myself but he is SO WRONG OMG WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIS BRAIN DOES HE HAVE A TUMOUR???

Ahem.

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I am so stealth.

Sooooo... I really want to go to see Ian McKellen doing a play in September but I have no money for tickets. And then I thought, 'Daddy will want to see this too.'

And then I thought, 'DADDY HAS A CREDIT CARD.'

So I stealthily texted him and asked if he wanted to come too and he is going to book tickets! Whee!

SO. NINJA. RIGHT NOW. Totes conning my Dad into paying for me to do things, but I buried the guilt under the bikeshed with the rest of my feelings.


In an interesting aside, this icon was originally intended to be used for when someone was being a total drama queen, but now seems to be my icon for posts relating to theatre. RECYCLING PRIZE, HERE I COME.