I was thinking over my schedule for the next couple of weeks, and I got to next Friday, March 16. That seems familiar, I thought to myself. Is it someone's birthday? An anniversary? Nothing sprang to mind, so I started trying to figure out whether maybe it was someone's birthday that I'm not really friends with anymore, or maybe a relative? Nope.
Then it came to me. It's the anniversary of the first time I saw Les Mis. Next Friday will be the 13th anniversary. At least I can no longer remember the date of the second time (which was around a month later; I was seriously obsessed, people). Since then, I've seen it...um...a lot. At least eight times. (Broadway, Broadway, Spokane, Hershey, London, London, DC, Broadway are the ones I can remember.) So now I'm trying to control myself. Besides, it doesn't get really interesting until the students show up, and I don't want to blow $100 on 2/3 of a show.
No, seriously, ask me about the Marius-Enjolras-Grantaire relationship. It's as fascinating as when I talk about John Wilkes Booth!
Posted by Barb at March 7, 2007 04:16 PM | TrackBack