Gave up doing math/econs/lit/PW/KI/everything I really should be doing in favour of the Phenomena called Internet. A stranage and terrible force, it is.

I have not done my share of cracking, I say guiltily. But nevermind that:

POTO!!!!!!!!!!11!!!!1 (and i sound like Mary here)

I SAY EXCITEDLY.

amagaaad it was awesomefantabulouswonderfamazingbloodyfrickinbrilliant. I may be, of course being a tiny bit biased, but Ithink i hid it rather well. GOD it was brilliant! The Phantom especially. He was in equal parts scary as hell, and I spent the other half of the time angsting/tearing for him. *weeps* And his voice! *fangirls*. Christine was verrah verrah verrah good as well, loved her voice! seemed more like an alto tone to me, but her upper range was damn frigging amazing as well. Loved loved loved her lower range, tall and deep without being gorilla-ish, as His Excellency would say, warm, velvety and smooth- like dark chocolate! -at risk of sounding somewhat R(A). okay sorry, vocal (pun fully intended) spammage there. but ahhhhhhhh the SETS were BRILL, loved the labyrinth scenes and the Masquerade stairs!

*FANGIRLS*

*collects self* I didn't much like Raoul though, his voice wasn't hot enough :( But oh well we can't have everything can we? I want to marry a dude with a really hot bass tone coughs and looks around wildly.

Before I go and make myself well acquainted with the bed, I shall announce my adoration for Craig Raine poems!

The Martian sends a Postcard Home! and, In The Dark are made of absolute love. The grandada of Emokid poetry Yeats surprises sometimes, some of his lines are stunning. (i think Lich knows which lines I find particularly stunning hahahaha but i will post them here anyway)

Sleep, prepare for life
The last twist of the knife.

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