So I saw my first Broadway show last night. A production of Monty Python’s Spamalot which was actually really cool for me to see. It’s the Holy Grail
in musical format, and for someone who hates musicals generally it was
pretty nice to smile and laugh and giggle with the masses. I was never
too much a fan of Monty Python, and had never even seen the Holy Grail
before, but the jokes were funny and I had a really good time.
Especially since I got confetti dumped on my head at the end like it
really was a special party.

I put an ad up on Craigslist for babysitting. Who knows if any of
them will actually write me since I have a good grasp of English and
know how to spell available and babysitter correctly.

While I was popping around craigslist I saw an ad looking for people
who had Path Train Stories. Which pretty much sounded like someone took
the idea for the article that I sent in to that magazine and decided to
make it their own. I say this to you thieves who steal my stories
and/or ideas. I permanently curse you to fail.
And I’m not kidding. I don’t care that people say that imitation is
the highest form of flattery. Because that only makes sense for the
people who already got their credit anyways.