renegadefuzz

So this weekend was great fun. Went up north to Molly's BEAUTIFUL house... like... it was godly... I would never expect to have a home like this in my life! I wouldn't even DREAM of a home like this... a four million dollar lake home-- which they don't even live at all the times! They only visit it on weekends! Shyte! if I had a home like that-- you bet your sweet little ass I would be living in it all the time! Then after having a weekend of drunken debauchery in style, I went home for a few days, bringing with me my gay wifey, Aaron.

Being home was also nice.. just very relaxing. We didn't do much at all except for visit my old high school. That was nice.. just successfully made me feel very old. I was a little pissed though, as I found out from my fav teacher at the high school that the district has cut the budget for the French dept... to the point that there is no French at my old high school anymore. And that makes me really really sad. I loved taking French, and it was perhaps my favorite thing in HS, other than theatre. By my senior year, I was spending 5 hours a day in the French room... I loved it so much. I was also the tutor for almost every level of French. I got both of the foreign language awards at my school when I graduated. So needless to say, when I found out that French was cut, I was rather displeased. I was the last true francophone that came out of my high school. Sad.

And, upon arrival back in the Cities, to DT, my other home, I found that once again my roommate decided to redecorate the attic. Oh wait-- it's not a redecoration, just a reorganization.... wait.. lemme look at this again.. oh yes.. not a reorganization.. just a "let's move all of fuzzy's things into storage and move around fuzzy's furniture so it's not in my section of the room." I love it when I come home and my stuff isn't where it normally is. And I'm not talking like a book or a teddy bear or something like that, I'm talking bookcases, guitars, laundry hampers, playstations, televisions.... Yeah. Apparently I don't need that stuff in my room. It should just go into storage. I've not found my DDR mats in months... Pretty soon I'm just going to move into the closet. All my stuff is there anyway. Oh well. life goes on, right?

So on the 4 1/2 hour drive back from Stoughton, in the snow, Aaron and I were listening to musicals, and I've found a new favorite that I enjoy almost as much as Wicked. It's Avenue Q. I'll share my fav songs from that show with you, and then I'm off to bed. g'night folks.

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"There's a Fine, Fine Line" - Avenue Q

There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend;
There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend;
And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.

There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie;
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime,
But there's a fine, fine line between love

And a waste of your time.

And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...
Oh...

There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...

There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

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"The Internet is for Porn" -Avenue Q

KATE: The internet is really really great
TREKKIE MONSTER: For porn
KATE: Ive got a fast connection so i dont have to wait
TREKKIE: For porn
KATE: Huh? There's always some new site,
TREKKIE: For porn!
KATE: I browse all day and night
TREKKIE: For porn!
KATE: It's like im surfing at the speed of light
TREKKIE: For porn!
KATE: Trekkie!
TREKKIE: The internet is for porn
KATE: Trekkie!
TREKKIE: The internet is for porn,
KATE: What are you doing!?
TREKKIE: Why you think the net was born?
Porn porn porn!

KATE: Treeekkie!
TREKKIE: Oh hello kate monster
KATE: You are ruining my song
TREKKIE: Oh me sorry, me no mean to
KATE: Well if you wouldnt mind please being quiet for a minute so i can finish?
TREKKIE: Me no talkie
KATE: Good! Im glad we have this new technology
TREKKIE: For porn
KATE: Which gives us untold opportunity
TREKKIE: For poroops, sorry
KATE: Right from you own desktop
TREKKIE: For ---
KATE: You can research browse and shop
Until youve had enough and your ready to stop
TREKKIE: FOR PORN!!

KATE: Trekkie!
TREKKIE The internet is for porn!
KATE: Noooo!
TREKKIE: The internet is for porn!
KATE: Trekkie!
TREKKIE:Me up all night honking me horn to porn, porn, porn!

KATE:Thats gross youre a pervert
TREKKIE: Ah, sticks and stones Kate monster
KATE:NO! really, you're a pervert!
Normal people dont sit at home and look
At porn on the internet!
TREKKIE: Ohhhh?
KATE: What?!
TREKKIE: You have no idea
Ready normal people?

NORMAL PEOPLE: Ready--- ready ----ready!

TREKKIE: Let me hear it!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: The internet is for porn!
PRINCETON: Sorry kate
TREKKIE AND GUYS: The internet is for porn!
PRINCETON: I masturbate!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: All these guys unzip their flies
For porn, porn, porn!

KATE: The internet is not for porn!!

TREKKIE AND GUYS: PORN! PORN! P---

KATE: HOLD ON A SECOND! Now I know for a fact that you, Rob, check your portfolio and trade stocks online!
ROB: Thats correct.
KATE: And Brian, you buy things on Amazon.com
BRIAN: Sure!
KATE: And Gary, you keep selling your possesions on Ebay.
GARY: Yes I do!
KATE: And Princeton, you sent me that sweet online birthday card
PRINCETON: True!

TREKKIE: Oh, but Kate- What you think he do . . .after? hmm?

PRINCETON: . . . yeah. . .

KATE: EEEWWWWW!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: The internet is for porn!
KATE: Gross!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: The internet is for porn!
KATE: I hate porn
TREKKIE AND GUYS: Grab your dick and double click
KATE: I hate you men!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: For porn, porn, porn!
(harmonizing) porn, porn, porn, porn
KATE: Im leaving!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: Porn, porn, porn, porn
porn, porn, porn, porn!!!!
KATE: I hate the internet!
TREKKIE AND GUYS: Porn, porn, porn, porn
TREKKIE: The internet is for
TREKKIE AND SOME: The internet is for
TREKKIE AND ALL: The internet is for PORN!
TREKKIE: YEAH!