To riding your bike, midday, past the three piece suits
November 11th, 2007 (10:15 am)

weather: determined
song: Marriage of Figaro Act IV
weather: determined
song: Marriage of Figaro Act IV
The writers were just joined on strike. Not... er, exactly, but another group just went on strike as well. That's what I mean.
The stage hands are on strike now. It's already shut down twenty eight shows.
And all anyone's saying is "*Whinewhinewhine* But I was going to go see this today!"
The fuck.
Go stage hands. Strike. Be strong. Whoot.
...Gods, Amuricans annoy the fuck out of me.
Also, I need to figure out which icon to replace with a Strike icon.




