[While watching the end of the Thanksgiving Parade]

Grandmom: Well, gosh, Santa looks so young!

Granddaddy:(resignedly) Everybody looks young.


Old people amuse me.

I'm working on NaNo today. I'm about 11,000 words behind, but I refuse to give up.

Also, I'm going to be putting in three ten-hour days at my reopened cinema starting tomorrow, so gah! Must write today.

Loony: The cheese is stuck in the cracker hole! I can't get it out... wait, no, there it goes. I got it.
Molly: ...
Loony: I had to go in the back way to dislodge it.
Molly: That's what SANTA said.
Loony: He had to go in the back way to get what he wanted?
Molly: He had to go in the back door... instead of the chimney...
Loony: Hurr hurr, breaking in the back door instead of coming down the chimney?
Molly: Because the back door was open and he knew there wouldn't be any alarms.
Loony: But someone might cry out upon witnessing his entrance.
Molly: Someone might scream when he comes in the back door.
Loony: Unless he slips.

FOLLOWUP:
Molly: I wanna watch "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown."
Loony: I wanna take a great pumpkin and smash it over Charlie Brown's funny-lookin' head.
Molly: I wanna take my paring knife and cut out your innards.
Loony: ...

Does anybody going to Barricade Day want to blow another 40-some Euro and brave a three to five hour train ride to Marseille to see Mozart l'Opéra Rock "en live" with Mikelangelo and Florent and the whole gang?

http://www.ticketnet.fr/shop/fr/manif.asp?idmanif=169563&idtier=5737128
http://www.ehow.com/how_2022800_train-paris-marseille.html
^ Serious information.

It's only going to be there three days, apparently... 11 June 2010 to 13 June 2010. Which is, like, a week after Barricade Day, actually. But before that there are some performances at Lyon or somesuch at the end of May and one performance in Nice ON JUNE FIFTH. Way to be a pain in my butt, Mozart l'Opéra Rock.

The thing is, it'll tour till the end of June and then just die. Or maybe, MAYBE, return to Paris for a bit. Which would be awesome if I study in Paris next year. I'll be all up in the mofo every weekend.

I decided today to apply to study in Paris and to apply for RA next year. If I don't get the RA position on my specific second-floor hall I shall go to Paris. There, say I. That will decide it. But then I called my mom and for some reason that didn't make her happy either. WAHHH Paris is too much money WAHHH RA'ing doesn't look as good on a resume as Paris WAHHHH you aren't in enough clubs nag nag nag nag nag. I was up all night looking at meteors. I'm too tired for her crap.

Anyway! Barricade Day. Would Mozart l'Opéra Rock be of interest to anyone else? It's, uh... near Toulon?

NaNo is eating my LIFE. Also I'm trying to get my act together in class and I've suddenly found myself wanting to spend all my free time in the company of my wonderful but extremely distracting friends. All of this equals a slow stress build. Hopefully this weekend will give me a chance to catch up. And I get to see my uncles all the way from New Jersey and Texas! I'm so excited.

Here are things I need to do. Oy.

Things I must watch:
-this entire week's worth of Conan (I saw last Friday's in the study lounge earlier and was weeping with laughter in a matter of minutes)
-the new Doctor Who this weekend AHHHHH
-Me and My D gah I can't even type it. Me and My "Dingle," the new musical from StarKid which premieres tonight I think and will surely be wonderful. Yes, I am a paranoid prude and yet I still have a burning desire to see this show.
-the last episode of Project Runway (though with the cute Máté lookalike and the weepy weepy guy gone, I'm not all that bothered about who won)
-this week's Glee

Things I need to read or write:
-I MUST catch up on fanfiction. I know toi_marguerite has got a few fics out there I haven't read yet, which is horrifying because her stories are wonderful and make everything better no matter what. :) That was a really long sentence.
-I was going to refine and post the first part of my unfinished Québec review at ulkis 's request. She also sent me a message I never responded to on Abaissé and I'm sorry! I promise I'm not ignoring you! I'm just all over the place at the moment. I'll get there, I swear!
-I need to rewrite that next chapter of Zwischen Abgrund und Schein. I was quite pleased with the dinner scene I had written and then there was another bit where Éponine Catherine follows Marius up to his study and he actually treats her like a person for a second, but it's all been lost in The Great Reimaging of 09. I luckily didn't lose much else, though, because I'm only partially dumb at backing things up. I do desperately need to fix my iTunes before I can charge my iPod again, though. Yeesh.
-Yesterday in lit class we read Ronsard. I haven't studied him since freshman year and I forgot how much I love that old douchebag and his terrible, terrible ways. Then I started giggling to myself because I got this great mental image of Théodule trying to woo a lady (perhaps a certain lady in a garden) with a Ronsard poem. And pissing her off. I desperately wish to write it. If I ever pull ahead in my NaNo then perhaps I'll take a break from my dang characters and write that story.

Things I never finished:
-Montparnasse plushie is still naked, you guys. He doesn't really mind being naked, but he obviously really, really prefers clothes. I mean, come on.
-those two subtitling projects might be a lost cause. Who knows, maybe I'll finish before you die of old age. Maybe not.
-super-secret knitting project for my parents for Christmas. It's an afghan, spoiler. I've never done anything so large and I'm intimidated by it. It's only, like, a third of the way done gahhhhh

Schoolwork, wtf:
-I have a pretty cool essay due soon in that awful film class wherein I have to write a three page treatment for an original film idea and explain how I would use lighting and crap to underscore its themes. I'm going to talk about alternate realities and the cranky French nobility of the late eighteenth century, obviously.
-Poem analysis due in French. I'm definitely picking Ronsard. He brings me so much happiness in his horribleness.
-Giant java program that I really want to start before the day it's due this time so I can stop torturing Anna's patient boyfriend with my idiocy.

How to explain what just happened? Perhaps it is best we start with the EPIC video clips Anna and I found today.


Even if you completely ignore all my rambling about Mozart l'Opéra Rock, don't speak a word of French, and don't know who Salieri was, you must watch this.

The following clip I *think* is the first time Salieri heard an opera of Mozart's. Like this but with a rock band. He's super-duper jealous because Mozart is awesome without even trying and Salieri bangs his head against his harpsichord all day and comes up with one measure of mediocrity. The skanky dancers seem to symbolise the music itself. Every once in a while the camera pans up and you see Mozart above, lit in green, conducting the opera. At the end Mozart's diva opera chick joins in and makes the song even epic-er than it is on the CD.



THE MOST IMPORTANT THING ABOUT THIS CLIP: right around 2:10 Salieri makes a noise. This noise is the most WTF-y and wonderful noise I have ever heard in my life. It's on the CD and I've been imitating it goofily in the car all summer, but never once did I imagine that a) it would be in the live show and b) it was made by SALIERI HIMSELF. Watch it.

From that noise the ridiculousness began.

( I made the wrong wish at 11:11 )

By the time I stopped laughing at that I had tears in my eyes.


Anyway, under the next cut are more videos of Mozart l'Opéra Rock being live and awesome. Most importantly of all is this new clip of l'Assasymphonie. Because SALIERI MAKES THE NOISE. This noise has never been a part of this song. Even on the CD it is in Le Bien qui fait mal. But I guess that day he just decided it should happen here. Also, he seems to be trying to slit his wrists with a baton. Seriously, tell me if I'm seeing that wrong. I'm pretty sure I'm not.

( I now desperately want to see this live. DESPERATELY. )

While I was typing this Kat entered the room with a very serious face and sat down next to me to say, "If Florent insists on calling himself Flo, which is kind of a girl's name, do you think it he was really Salieri he would call himself Sal?" to which I replied "Well, technically Salieri's name would be Antonio." Her reply was, "Anne, then?" And I said "Well, I guess I'm just glad Mikelangelo doesn't call himself Mik. Or Wolf. Or Moz." She nodded gravely and tiptoed out of the room.

This is my life.

First, thanks so much to everyone who always posts sweet and supportive comments to my whiny posts.  You guys always make me feel better no matter how serious or trivial my angst is. 

Second, I would like to say that actually my life is really, really good.  I'm on a slow and steady upswing after I hit a complete depression a few months ago, and other than the occasional emotional setback every day is better than the last.  I'm loving the friends I've been hanging around with and everyone has been very nice despite the fact that I've been blasting Tatoue-moi all up and down the hall for weeks.

The thing is, when I'm happy I don't really post to livejournal... but when I'm angsty I feel the need to come over here and rant.  My life really is good, I promise!  Like, Sunday I had a delightful dinner with a group I don't see enough of and we were joined by a couple of guys from the dorm.  Then we decided to build a fort in the study lounge but unfortunately there were people studying in all of them for some reason.  So instead I went and stood around in a guy's room on fourth floor and he demonstrated his juggling skills.  He tried to teach me but I am extremely uncoordinated.  It was wonderful.

And Monday!  Monday a big group of us went to the dining hall where we generally acted like morons and sang loudly to each other despite the weird looks we were getting.  And then we skipped back to the dorm shouting our love for each other to the world.  And then!  Then a guy came running up and told us the basement of the dorm was unlocked.  He led a secret tour down there and it was amazing.  There were about eight of us.  The basement of our dorm is huge!  And incredible!  There are massive hot pipes everywhere and this thing that looks like a torture chamber, seriously.  And then he showed us this tiny door in the wall which led to a long, pitch-black passageway.  The ceiling was kind of low because more of those pipes were running above us.  There were no lights, so we lit the way with our cell phones.  We had to duck under cobwebby light fixtures and at one point we almost had to crawl.  And when we finally emerged on the far side of the passage we were in a completely different building. The tunnel took us all the way out, under our dorm, under the tennis courts, under part of the parking garage, and up into the ground floor of a dorm I'd never been to!  It was MAGICAL.  Then I spent the rest of the evening sitting on a friend's floor NaNo'ing while a group of us tried to study despite the wonderful distraction of each others' presences.

Today has also gone quite well.  I was in one of those REALLY REALLY good moods wherein I blast Mozart l'Opéra Rock and danced to myself in my room like a nutball.  And then I went out to eat with some of the same people from the previous fun times and we ended up sitting in the restaurant laughing and giggling for several hours.  And now I'm on the futon trying to NaNo (obviously that isn't going so well) while Kat sits by my feet and paints.  Earlier we all Myers-Briggs'd ourselves and discovered that Katherine and I are soulmates.  The internet says so.  So you know it's true.

No news yet on getting my old job back under the new owners, though they told me to fill out a "routine application" today.  The theatre will reopen on the 27th.


So!  In short!  I'm desperately sorry I keep coming across on livejournal as such an emo kid and I thank you all for being so sweet and supportive.  My Myers-Briggs test told me that I'm desperate for constant positive reinforcement and attention from others, like I didn't already know that... So science agrees that you guys are awesome... haha, I'm getting sleepy.  But thank you!  And please don't let me act like I have a terrible life.  My life is quite spectacular, in fact.

That is all.  I must get some words written now before I sleep.

"I do believe I'm gonna strangle someone. By accident."

I have so much respect for Taylor Swift all of a sudden.  Though I still think her music is borderline terrible.

Can't write tonight. I had a really good day. One of the best days ever. And it got kind of ruined two hours ago. I'm still awake and I still can't sleep. Thanks a lot.

Ugh, somebody help me. Eggshells. I spend all my freaking time walking on eggshells and I still get treated like I'm a worthless piece of crap. I have really, really low self-esteem anyway. Perhaps the lowest of anybody I know. And this isn't helping.

Here are some good things:



Look at those cuties.  Holy crap, Mikelangelo just won my heart.  I love Florent a lot (why are his pants so huge?) but I've always sort of liked Mikelangelo more just... shallowly... and now he has edged ahead.  Look at him!  Look at the face he's making when he sings!  Look at his eyeliner!  Look at him dance around like a ponce and pretend to play the world's giantest cello!  Or a bass.  Whatevs.

Oh my gosh.  I'd actually never seen that video before and it genuinely cheered me right up.  I had a giggle fit halfway through and now I'm just grinning like a moron while I type.

I was going to make a spam of good things, but I don't think I have to.  That one thing was good enough to do the job!  I'm gonna watch it again.  And then I'm gonna watch it again.

...Is it just me, or is Mikelangelo really really good at miming that bass?  It looks like he's even holding his imaginary bow properly.  And that was some good vibrato.  I should go to sleep probably.  But not before I watch that video some more.

Holy crap!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oUFIFL3JIc

Okay.  I think I'm calm enough to go to sleep now.  I should just continue being a squeeing brainless fangirl.  At least then I know what to do with myself and how to act.

Night all!  I'll catch up with NaNo over the weekend.  Mostly I'm scared to introduce alt!Richmond.  Same reason I didn't finish work on my second draft, actually.

I've been spending most of my time with my writing journal so I haven't really been telling the wonderful, enthralling stories of my daily life that usually fascinate you all and plague your flists a little.  So I have many things to say.

( News and squee regarding Mozart l'Opéra Rock )

Also, I took a nap today and had a dream that brought me joy.

( I've been wishing for this to happen IRL for weeks... )

I miss my dream biffle.  I never even learned her name... 

( Cut due to inanity. )

...  ...  ...

Okay I think I just had some sort of livejournal fit.  There's a place I go inside my head where my novel is published and super popular and everyone writes fanfic for it and everyone shares my interests and nobody ever gets stressed or cranky.  The sounds of Mozart l'Opéra Rock fill the air and stores are stocked with various translations of Les Mis.

Speaking of Les Mis!  I know I was going to update that Zwischen Abgrund und Schein Éponine is ALIVE and de Lotbinière exists fic a week or so ago, but YOU GUYS.  I had the whole new chapter written (it was short and I meant to add more before I posted it) on the loaner computer I was using for two weeks.  AND. I FORGOT. TO BACK IT UP. BEFORE I GAVE THE LOANER BACK.  So now I'll have to write it all out again.  Plus also maybe you didn't know but I'm doing NaNo.  So... we'll see what happens with that.  It may not be updated again till after November.  Sad.  Ish.

OH ONE LAST THING.  I sucked it up and officially committed to Barricade Day 2010.  As Marianne is obviously aware, I've sent some money for a ticket and I'm ready to do this thing.  I'm going to Paris even if it means I'm literally utterly penniless when I graduate at the end of next year.  It'll have been worth it.  As I starve on the streets I'll always be able to remember the good times I had in Paris at the LM convention.

I AM IN LOVE.



 

2872 / 50000 words. 6% done!

Not half bad for one day, eh?

Oh, and here's an epic picture of me and Kat:



I've never seen my nose from this angle.  I like it.  :)

Okay I now I think I shall sleep.  It's 3:05 am in case you can't tell somehow.

But my goal for today was 2000 words and instead I wrote 2872 :D

Hallo all. I shall try not to spam you with posts ranting about NaNoWriMo--I'll funnel most of it into my writing journal, richmulian.

Halloween was delightful! Pictures forthcoming, probably.

I have begun my novel. It's not a huge start, but I'm a little freaked out that I didn't finish my rewrite of the first one before November arrived and WHAM TIME FOR THE SEQUEL.

Oh, and about that fanfic... chapter five is almost ready. I'll put it up eventually, though I promised last week it would go up this past Sunday. Sigh.

434 / 50000 words. 1% done!

Not an auspicious start, but a start all the same.  I'm not doing more tonight.

Goodnight all!  I'm in a bit of pain from all my walking around.  And one of my fangs managed to cut the inside of my upper lip...

ETA: Sorry about the HTML fail I left up all night.  Not sure what happened there and it  took a few tries to fix it.  I think that bar and the link to the writing journal made things go wonky somehow...

IT'S SO HORRIBLE.  

But I love it a lot.  Especially the orange one. Imagine that thing on Cosette.

I know I've barely been around lately, but, as you may have heard, my laptop is STILL in the hands of the IT people (I think they're waiting on a new part as my touchpad/mouse thing was all shot to heck) so I'm on a loaner and my dad has lost the password to connect me to our home wireless. Thus I must use the family desktop for all my internet needs. I think they're wiping Listolier again, but I'm zen about it this time. I have everything backed up wonderfully to my delightful 1.5 TB external hard drive. And Listers has gotten kind of junky lately. It's time for a fresh start in that area of my life as well...

Tomorrow I'm going in for a haircut, and yet again I shall turn to Dee Plume for inspiration... even though everything she does requires SO MUCH STRAIGHTENING. Maybe something like this but without getting so thin at the bottom. And obviously not in colours that awesome. I just like that when she doesn't straighten it it's still quite cute. My hair gets kinda lazily wavy on its own. Tara told me to... scrunch it... or something... I'm so fail at haircuts. In kindergarten I cut all my hair off in the middle of the night and had to wear hats to school for a year. After that I didn't cut my hair for an entire decade. True story. Ever since I've just gone with ridiculous whims because my hair grows back fast, so I don't care if I look a bit odd after getting a new cut. At least I tried it out.

Oh, and the last thing! I'm so happy right now because Kat knows about my Montparnasse love (...who doesn't?) and drew THIS just based on my ramblings... and on the background I had on my laptop for such a long time...
 

 

( Epically gorgeous picture. )

You see?  You see why she's so great?  I was unnecessarily cruel to her for two months and we've been "back together" for about a week and a half and she comes up with that.

LIPS LIKE CHERRIES AND THE GLOW OF SPRINGTIME IN HIS EYES and she's never even head that quote!!

( More squee about my friends )

Anyway!  I return to campus on Sunday and will have internet again!  I've written part of the next chapter of the Marius/Cosette fic to be posted as soon as I finish it... OH GOD NANO STARTS NEXT WEEK.

Oh my gosh there's an M-rated crossover between Les Mis and Torchwood.  But it's in German.
Summary: "Torchwood/Les Miserables-Crackfic-Crossover, in den Hauptrollen Javert, Valjean, Owen Harper und Janet the Weevil, J/VJ-Slash, TW-Spoiler für Season 2" 

YES THAT'S RIGHT. Valjean, Javert, Owen, and JANET THE WEEVIL.  WHY CAN'T I SPEAK BETTER GERMAN.

That said, I was staring at my Monty Montage from the Shoujo Cosette thing (sent to me by the lovely Phantom Inspector) and I then ended up having some sort of fit and making a dozen Montparnasse-themed icons.
Actually, a few of them are older ones, but that's not what matters.

Montparnasse icons!

           
         
         

I got really excited when I realised how *acceptable* the Shoujo Cosette Montparnasse's outfit is.  Look at the sleeves and the lapels!  And his HAIR.  How sad that an anime does a better job than the giant megamillion dollar musical of making a decent-looking dandy.

A final word: how hilarious has the fandom been lately? It started with Despard's flirty Enjolras picture, which still amuses me far more than anything ever should, and then there's all the stuff with Jean Prouvaire drinking out of skulls and Enjolras getting a haircut from Courfeyrac (Galatea, which if you haven't read yet WTF READ IT NOW) and a lengthy meta post someone dug up about Grantaire being Enjolras's fanboy stalker.  Every time I get on Abaissé I'm giggling in a matter of minutes.  In short: I love you guys.

1. Which is your favourite fic? 
My answer to that is usually Petit Parapluie's "Residuals", though for humour I'd like to say you can't beat "My Enjorlas Fic" by Wertherfieber.  I'm currently in love with "Pyrexia," "The Sleep of Reason," and "Aunt Wodehouse Pays a Visit," by the way.

2. Which is your best-received fic? 
Uh. Probably Charmer of the Shadows, unfortunately.  I still like bits and pieces, but it's so full of overall fail.  Like randomly living in the sewers and birthing babies there, Montparnasse wearing tuxes every day... and oh the melodrama.  However I've gotten the most reviews on The New Production, this terrible thing I wrote wherein the characters of POTO reenacted Les Misérables.  It makes me sad that the dreadful parodies of my past get so much more praise than stuff I actually spend time working on... stupid fandom.  Not that I dislike attention, obviously... just that I would rather people not thing of bad fanfic when they think of my writing...?

3. Which is your worst-received fic? 
I don't want to talk about my really awful fics because I don't want to draw attention to them... but there are some just wretched things by me on fanfiction.net.  Except some things I really hate get positive reviews from n00bs who don't know any better.  I'd say I've gotten more negative reviews on that badfic I wrote, "a hart ful of luv!" than anything else.

4. Which is your angstiest fic?
All of them?  Okay, maybe "And Cosette?"... I had a little sequence of rambly things from Éponine's point of view at one point.  Oh! And Fanteeney Todd turned out to be really dark (surprise!) if not... angsty.

5. Which is your funniest fic?
I have to admit sometimes I read my old fics and they make me laugh.  Sometimes because they're meant to, sometimes because they're crap. But I ended up reading the reviews for that badfic while working on this meme and they were making me giggle, so I went ahead and read the story and it made me laugh too... even though I wrote it.  I also sometimes find humour in my crossovers to Man of La Mancha and Into the Woods.  Oh, and the Emperor's New Groove, though I never posted the final chapter of that one.

6. Smuttiest?
Oh, probably that one where Montparnasse puts his hand down Éponine's skirt.  Or a lot of my other Montparnasse/Éponine fics... Ooh!  Or the one where Claquesous rapes Montparnasse!  I'm really not very smutty... yet.  I did laugh when I was looking through my old fics and saw a POTO one that had in the summary: "Rated for unexpected slashiness.  Yes, slashiness by me."  Little did I know when I wrote that...

7. Fluffiest?
Eh, any of those dreadful Marius/Cosette oneshots I've put up.  I enjoy that one Montparnasse/Éponine fluff one as well... which also happens to be the one where he puts his hand down her skirt...

8. Have you ever made someone cry with a fic?
Every once in a while I've had a review that said something to that effect, usually for Charmer of the Shadows or that awful trilogy I wrote when I was a freshman in high school.

9. Which fic frustrates you the most?
I'm only going to say Charmer of the Shadows because of its popularity.  I'm actually most ashamed of that awful trilogy and about half of my oneshots, but so many people *see* Charmer that I'm more embarrassed by it.  I don't take it down though, because it's a double-edged sword and I still really like the attention, obviously.

10. Which fic was the most fun to write?
"a hart ful of luv!" of course.  I wish I could only write badfic and get away with it.  Speaking of which... whatever happened to Montposettius? That was some glorious stuff.

11. Who is your favourite OC you've ever created?
de Lotbinière!  Oh please, we all know he's not an OC.  We all know what it means when Loony introduces a well-dressed, dark-haired, suspicious young man in a Les Mis fic with a predilection for purple and red... that said, it doesn't really count as an OC, but the crazy!Cosette from Fanteeney Todd is probably my favourite.

12. Are you better at oneshot or multipart?
Eh, probably oneshots.  I have trouble sustaining the... quality... as my fics get longer.  As you've probably noticed.

13. What character do you think you're the best at portraying?
I already fear answering this question.  My interpretations of the characters keep changing, but I'm currently pretty happy with my Marius, Cosette, and Montparnasse.  And don't think I'm referring to the way I've written them in the past!  Like I said, they change a lot.  Overall I'd say I'm consistently the most pleased with my renditions of Cosette.  Because I understand her the most.

14. What character is the most difficult to portray?
Oh God, anyone that other people obsess over.  I'm afraid of Javert and I'm deathly terrified of Enjolras.  Any of the students would probably baffle me a little because I'd be afraid to fall back on old fanon parody versions. 
 

Is Joséphine-Marie too long a name for a protagonist? I really like that name, but if I have to use it in the narration, should I shorten it to Joséphine? I'd rather not, but the full name is clunky.

Example:




Poll #1469453 Joséphine vs. Joséphine-Marie
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 11

What should I do?

I'm asking here instead of in my other journal because there are more people here. And because no one who follows the other journal ever comments on anything...

 

This is a four part post.

Part one: I'm sorry about my high levels of angst lately. I've had a cold AND I've been PMS-ing, which is never good. Both issues are retreating now, though I'm not ready to put away the tissues and cough drops just yet. Plus my dad assures me that I'm going to get a refund of a little under $700 both semesters, so I think I'm going to survive financially as well. My parents aren't paying for my college at all, so I'm also hoping I can learn the art of guilting from my brother and convince them to give me some sort of monthly allowance while I study in Paris. I'm also hoping financial aid will be very kind to me when it comes to the studying part. And if I get enough help with all that, maybe I can use my own money for the June Paris trip. I really can't miss that trip. I'm not going to let it happen. I'll sell my half of my adopted son if I have to. I'd even sell the futon if I had to. I would. I'll just spend all my time sitting in the middle of the floor.

Part two: Mozart l'Opéra Rock update! The show will be at the Palais des Sports until December 27th. But then it's going on a tour of France. My source of information, who also posted the lyrics to the Intégrale with translations here, here, and here, says it'll probably do like Le Roi soleil and then return to Paris (especially since l'Intégrale is NUMBER THREE in the French charts, apparently!) though that isn't confirmed. It jolly well better return to Paris for God's sake. I WILL see this effing show if it kills me.

Speaking of which, here is a shoddily-edited trailer that they've released via youtube:
I'm a little confused as to why half the dresses are... acceptable... and the other half are these mammoth Gone with the Wind balloons. And most of the guys look just fine. I mean, obviously no one was wearing a sequined waistcoat in the eighteenth century, but I didn't expect anything less from them. It is a rock and roll, after all.

I'm also a bit concerned by how Amadeus-y it is. "Trop! Trop! Trop de notes!" and then the whole Salieri thing... but it has Aloysia, so there.

Part three: a Broadway show meme.

List your top ten favourite musicals, and have a whack at the following assorted questions! (I'm sticking to ones I've seen in person or on video)

1. Les Misérables
2. Elisabeth
3. Dance of the Vampires
4. Tanz der Vampire (they're definitely not the same thing)
5. Sweeney Todd
6. Urinetown
7. Assassins
8. Wicked (yes, I know, but I like it so there)
9. Jekyll & Hyde
10. Beauty and the Beast



I said it would be a four-part post, but I can't seem to remember part four. So here, let me quickly discuss all the television shows I follow: Project Runway judges continue to baffle me with their decisions and I don't want the adorable Máté lookalike guy to be voted off, Heroes continues to baffle me with its ridiculous plots and I don't want Mohinder to be gone forever, Glee is cute but doesn't quite replace Pushing Daisies to fill the quirky telly show hole in my heart, Peep Show is back and continues to depress me as much as it amuses me, Never Mind the Buzzcocks is hilarious even without adorable Simon Amstell, and Merlin is just an all-around fantastic show despite its many shortcomings. 

Oh, and remember my last post about Project Runway where I invented an awesome cross-dressing 19th century Sue? I wrote her into the plot for this year's NaNo. She's not the main character, just the main character's best friend. Whom the main character doesn't understand at all.  Her Sue-y-ness doesn't bother me because no one falls in love with her and she's not the lead character.