My One and Only

Tuesday, March 8, 2005 5:14 AM

It's 10:48 p.m do you know where your brain is?


I just got back from the theatre. I can't even begin to explain how much I love going to the theatre. I am an admitted showtune junkie and going to see live shows just makes me so feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Tonight I saw Gershwin's My One and Only and once again shiny goodness ensued. S'wonderful, S'marvelous...lalalala... Ok so I can't sing or really dance for that matter, but boy do I wish I'd stuck to the tap dance lessons when I was 5.

Now just one strange thing about me and theatre experiences. Every time I go I bawl like a baby. Which is ok, if it's RENT, Ragtime, Aida, or some other heart wrenching show. The thing is, even the happy ending, romantical ones (like My One and Only) really get to me. I turn into this overly emotional dork. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE LOVE LOVE the feeling it gives me, but I don't see a lot of other people (ok no one at all) reacting in this way. So am I weird or what?

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