Well...it's 11 at night, I am very tired with a headache and then though I ought to update my user info page. Too bad I can think of little to satisfy your obviously unsatiated need to know something more about me. -I am afraid of staple guns. Like, deathly. Like, I will scream and run away if someone is holding one. -I have just seen Pride & Prejudice (the new 2005 one,) for the third time in theatres, and yet this is the first time I have burst into tears at the end, only to be pitied much by the benevolent old ladies behind me and laughed at by Jackie, who came with me. -I had a really awesome bagel today. No. Really. -I like plays in general as long as they don't try to be all doom & gloom and nothing else interesting like comedy. Although I once saw a really good play that wasn't all sweetness and light, but it was interesting because the story managed to be really really cool. I can't stand it when people rave over a play that focuses on five minutes in the life of a bus driver and how those five minutes change their life forever or something. Whoop-de-fucking-doo. I'm here to be entertained, not preached to about philosophy. If you can make the philosophy and the playwright's personal opinions subtle enough, I can take it. But good grief, if I have to sit and listen to another person's personal manifesto masquerading as an art form of entertainment, I swear to God, I'm going to start taking names.