My parents' anniversary is tomorrow (Sunday) and I don't really have anything to give them...hmm...

so anyway, last week I saw in the newspaper on the front page about Jesus Christ Superstar being performed at a theater close by (a really big, gorgeous theater I went to see Phantom of the Opera about five or so years back.  And I hated it.  I blame it on it being partially opera because opera? so not my kind of music).  So I asked my mom if she wanted to see it (and let me tell you, she absolutely loves Jesus Christ Superstar.  It was her favorite musical when she was my age, she always said).

So then I told my dad that mom wanted to see it, and so he bought tickets (and my brother and I tagged along just because.  Well, I wanted to see it.  Kelly...I don't know about him, really).

Okay, plus side to the whole seeing JCS?  It had Ted Neeley in it (who played Jesus in the movie).  So we went to see it tonight, and all during the first act mom was absolutely just smiling and just gushing and just...I've never seen her so excited.  (I asked her how many people just came to see the musical just because Ted Neeley was in it, and...maybe all of them were.  'Cause mom said to me she would have been highly dissapointed it an understudy was Jesus instead.  So, hey, for her anniversary she got to see Ted Neeley in Jesus Christ Superstar.)

As for me?  Well...I just love JCS more than Phantom of the Opera.  So I was also very much into the whole, 'Oh my gosh, it's Ted Neeley...on stage...singing...and he's probably old too!'  (Which he was.)  But he hit the high notes.  Very well, might I add.  Especially during the Gethesemane song, when he hit those really high notes, and I was thinking, 'Yes!  He's hitting the high notes!'  It was just so powerful to hear him sing those notes live.

So tonight?  Was made full of wow.  (And shock.  And happiness.  But really...wow...)

And that's what I did today.

On January 1st I went to a sci-fi club party at a friend's house and reunited with old friends and made new (there was this girl named Anya there.  Like Anya.  It's like she said, "I'm Anya."  And I was all like, "Anya?"  And she was all like nodding or something and I laugh and am all like, 'She has Anya's name!  Like Buffy!' And I even mentioned this to Sarah.  I swear she thought I was getting ecsatic over her name.  Because I think I sounded like that.

But really, how many girls named Anya are probably out there?  Come to think about it, I'd be shocked if I ever met someone whose name was Buffy.)

At one point all the boys were in the living room playing Halo and the girls were playing Lord of the Rings trivia (I suck at trivia games, especially one whose fandom I don't know particuarly well).  Then Monica and I started talking about 2001: A Space Odyssey (because she was wearing a t-shirt that said that) which then involved into Charlie Chaplin and then Duck Soup and the Marx brothers (because Rachel thought she saw a movie of theirs, but couldn't remember well enough, and wanted to know what Duck Soup was about, and Monica summed the movie up perfectly well) and yeah...then the entire conversation evolved into 'when did color movies come about?'.

I like conversations that end up with a subject you didn't start with in the first place.

Oh yeah, for the church musical, we're doing Children of Eden, by Stephen Shwartz (who did Godspell and Wicked as well).

Getting away from church (and at the sci-fi club party I brought my DVDs of Doctor Who and Supernatural and I wanted to show Supernatural but oh my gosh are people so...so...against horror shows.  Well, not horror shows, but...I remember when Sarah showed the BtVS episode OMWF and as soon as people walked into the room they walked right back out.  And as for Supernatural...I only showed one episode in the club.  Just one.  It was Scarecrow.  I wanted to show another one.  But I had no choice.  I taped the episodes to DVD and the one I wanted to show had to be fast fowarded through an NCIS episode before getting there.  And at that point Eric still hadn't brought in a universal remote.  So what if it was just one episode that we didn't even finish?  There are good episodes of Supernatural that I...

basically, they judge a show just by 15 minutes of one episode.  Just one.  Which convinces me that it's so hard to get people to realize that in order to like/dislike a show, they need to see more than one episode.  Okay, ending rant now.)

Anyway, I showed Doctor Who to Monica.  (The last two episodes of season 1.  And as least she tried watching Supernatural before hand.  The last two episodes of season 1.  And she seemed to like them.  Come on...she at least gave SPN a try, rather than just watching 15 minutes and dismissing it quickly.)  She seemed to like the episodes.  (Turns out Anya also liked Doctor Who.)

So that party was fun.  (And the house?  So much big.  Bigger than Sarah and Monica's at least.  And there was this one room that was decorated with all these Chinese statues and everything.  Buddhism, maybe?  Well, they were a Chinese family...but still...so big...)

Then school started back up, and I'm taking History of Film to 1945.  It's sort of an all right class.  Except for having to sit in the same chair for at least three hours and at the end your butt ends up hurting.  It's those sort of chairs.  And I so hate those.  But the class...hmm...I'm at odds for that.  I don't particuarly like it, I don't dislike it either.  (Bonus: there are some kids from my high school in that class.  So yeah...fun to see old faces, especially at college.  Especially if they come up to you in the library and you don't recognize them at first and then you do and then you think, 'But we graduated!  We shouldn't be seeing each other anymore!  It's not high school, it's college!'  Yeah...but it was fun seeing...and I forgot his name.  But it was fun seeing him again, especially because it was so random.  Still...after high school I expected to not see anyone familiar at college, and yet I do.

And my cousin doesn't count.  Who, turns out, got engaged on Jan. 1!  So yay Koaleen!  I haven't met the guy yet, but grandma likes him, so she accepts him, so the engagement is okay with her.

And don't get me started on my grandma.  I swear she wants all her granchildren to at least be married or have a girldfriend/boyfriend before she passes on.  Some days she asks me, 'So, have you met any cute boys yet?'  And I'm always shaking my head no.  And then some time passes, and she asks me that again.  Then she always says I'd be a good teacher.  But I always tell her that I do not want to be a teacher.  But she doesn't listen.  Yeah, my grandma, everyone.)

Overall, long post.  But I had a lot to cover.  (Hey, this is my first post of January!)

okay, tired now...

My parents' anniversary is tomorrow (Sunday) and I don't really have anything to give them...hmm...

so anyway, last week I saw in the newspaper on the front page about Jesus Christ Superstar being performed at a theater close by (a really big, gorgeous theater I went to see Phantom of the Opera about five or so years back.  And I hated it.  I blame it on it being partially opera because opera? so not my kind of music).  So I asked my mom if she wanted to see it (and let me tell you, she absolutely loves Jesus Christ Superstar.  It was her favorite musical when she was my age, she always said).

So then I told my dad that mom wanted to see it, and so he bought tickets (and my brother and I tagged along just because.  Well, I wanted to see it.  Kelly...I don't know about him, really).

Okay, plus side to the whole seeing JCS?  It had Ted Neeley in it (who played Jesus in the movie).  So we went to see it tonight, and all during the first act mom was absolutely just smiling and just gushing and just...I've never seen her so excited.  (I asked her how many people just came to see the musical just because Ted Neeley was in it, and...maybe all of them were.  'Cause mom said to me she would have been highly dissapointed it an understudy was Jesus instead.  So, hey, for her anniversary she got to see Ted Neeley in Jesus Christ Superstar.)

As for me?  Well...I just love JCS more than Phantom of the Opera.  So I was also very much into the whole, 'Oh my gosh, it's Ted Neeley...on stage...singing...and he's probably old too!'  (Which he was.)  But he hit the high notes.  Very well, might I add.  Especially during the Gethesemane song, when he hit those really high notes, and I was thinking, 'Yes!  He's hitting the high notes!'  It was just so powerful to hear him sing those notes live.

So tonight?  Was made full of wow.  (And shock.  And happiness.  But really...wow...)

And that's what I did today.

On January 1st I went to a sci-fi club party at a friend's house and reunited with old friends and made new (there was this girl named Anya there.  Like Anya.  It's like she said, "I'm Anya."  And I was all like, "Anya?"  And she was all like nodding or something and I laugh and am all like, 'She has Anya's name!  Like Buffy!' And I even mentioned this to Sarah.  I swear she thought I was getting ecsatic over her name.  Because I think I sounded like that.

But really, how many girls named Anya are probably out there?  Come to think about it, I'd be shocked if I ever met someone whose name was Buffy.)

At one point all the boys were in the living room playing Halo and the girls were playing Lord of the Rings trivia (I suck at trivia games, especially one whose fandom I don't know particuarly well).  Then Monica and I started talking about 2001: A Space Odyssey (because she was wearing a t-shirt that said that) which then involved into Charlie Chaplin and then Duck Soup and the Marx brothers (because Rachel thought she saw a movie of theirs, but couldn't remember well enough, and wanted to know what Duck Soup was about, and Monica summed the movie up perfectly well) and yeah...then the entire conversation evolved into 'when did color movies come about?'.

I like conversations that end up with a subject you didn't start with in the first place.

Oh yeah, for the church musical, we're doing Children of Eden, by Stephen Shwartz (who did Godspell and Wicked as well).

Getting away from church (and at the sci-fi club party I brought my DVDs of Doctor Who and Supernatural and I wanted to show Supernatural but oh my gosh are people so...so...against horror shows.  Well, not horror shows, but...I remember when Sarah showed the BtVS episode OMWF and as soon as people walked into the room they walked right back out.  And as for Supernatural...I only showed one episode in the club.  Just one.  It was Scarecrow.  I wanted to show another one.  But I had no choice.  I taped the episodes to DVD and the one I wanted to show had to be fast fowarded through an NCIS episode before getting there.  And at that point Eric still hadn't brought in a universal remote.  So what if it was just one episode that we didn't even finish?  There are good episodes of Supernatural that I...

basically, they judge a show just by 15 minutes of one episode.  Just one.  Which convinces me that it's so hard to get people to realize that in order to like/dislike a show, they need to see more than one episode.  Okay, ending rant now.)

Anyway, I showed Doctor Who to Monica.  (The last two episodes of season 1.  And as least she tried watching Supernatural before hand.  The last two episodes of season 1.  And she seemed to like them.  Come on...she at least gave SPN a try, rather than just watching 15 minutes and dismissing it quickly.)  She seemed to like the episodes.  (Turns out Anya also liked Doctor Who.)

So that party was fun.  (And the house?  So much big.  Bigger than Sarah and Monica's at least.  And there was this one room that was decorated with all these Chinese statues and everything.  Buddhism, maybe?  Well, they were a Chinese family...but still...so big...)

Then school started back up, and I'm taking History of Film to 1945.  It's sort of an all right class.  Except for having to sit in the same chair for at least three hours and at the end your butt ends up hurting.  It's those sort of chairs.  And I so hate those.  But the class...hmm...I'm at odds for that.  I don't particuarly like it, I don't dislike it either.  (Bonus: there are some kids from my high school in that class.  So yeah...fun to see old faces, especially at college.  Especially if they come up to you in the library and you don't recognize them at first and then you do and then you think, 'But we graduated!  We shouldn't be seeing each other anymore!  It's not high school, it's college!'  Yeah...but it was fun seeing...and I forgot his name.  But it was fun seeing him again, especially because it was so random.  Still...after high school I expected to not see anyone familiar at college, and yet I do.

And my cousin doesn't count.  Who, turns out, got engaged on Jan. 1!  So yay Koaleen!  I haven't met the guy yet, but grandma likes him, so she accepts him, so the engagement is okay with her.

And don't get me started on my grandma.  I swear she wants all her granchildren to at least be married or have a girldfriend/boyfriend before she passes on.  Some days she asks me, 'So, have you met any cute boys yet?'  And I'm always shaking my head no.  And then some time passes, and she asks me that again.  Then she always says I'd be a good teacher.  But I always tell her that I do not want to be a teacher.  But she doesn't listen.  Yeah, my grandma, everyone.)

Overall, long post.  But I had a lot to cover.  (Hey, this is my first post of January!)

okay, tired now...