Now "Only the Good Die Young" stops me in my tracks

[sprngtime4hitlr]

It just hit me...hard. She's gone. She's not coming back. We'll never do another drama production that she'll direct. She'll never again call us her little beasties and expect us to know that that's a term of endearment. I'll never get to complain to her that I've been typecast and beg to play someone my own age. And I feel so terrible that I

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Today...

[ohfiddlestix]

Today I met my mom where she works, and I was sitting in her office playing with the cap of a Snapple bottle, making it click, and commenting how it sounded like when they were oiling the Tin Man in The Wizard of Oz.

Next thing I know, we're singing songs from The Wizard of Oz, and my mom is like, you guys should've done The Wizard of Oz! And I was like, no, 'cause Ms. Ferrara was talking about it once, and she said that it was too much trouble with all the little grade schooler munchkins. And my mom was like, oh, yeah. And I was like, but I'm totally convincing her to do the Buffy musical next year. And then I realized that I can't...sorry. Yeah, I keep doing it, too. ::sigh::