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I saw HOZIER

me, getting ready for my senior year of college: I can’t zip my backpack up all the way until the last moment because my stuffed animals are in there and I feel bad because they can’t breathe

I’ve said this before and I’m sure I’ll say it again but I am so grateful that the people in my life are so tolerant of my rants about Spring Awakening like it’s midnight and my dad doesn’t care about this show he didn’t need to hear all about the demo songs and the show’s weird lyrics and all you desire and word of your body reprise and all that stuff I worked myself up about again but he let me babble on anyway

I was looking through some of my old tv show commentary and it’s so entertaining because about half of it is just “that was gay” or “that should have been gay” or “I’m so gay” depending on which characters are on screen and the other half is stuff like “oh shit!” which without context gives very little indication of what was going on in the show

The process of coming to this concert has, overall, been one of my most uncomfortable experiences

how my morning is going so far: I almost walked into a bathroom instead of the room with the printer, I misread the word horcruxes as Hanschen and was indignant that the thing with the word on it was being rude, I watched a video from Smash and started crying, I just almost fell back asleep, and I haven’t even started my day yet

wow you just never know when my tear ducts are going to start working

to give a good idea of how different Kate and I are academically, Kate is going to wait to turn in a completed assignment so the professor doesn’t know she’s literally two weeks ahead, and I have a three page paper due at 6pm today of which I’ve written one sentence

things I could have said to Benjamin Alire Saenz when I met him today:
“I love your work”
“Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe is my favorite book and having it around the time I was starting to realize I wasn’t straight was incredibly important and your words are so beautiful and influential and validating”
“this is actually the second time I’ve been to one of your events”
“great panel today”

how our conversation actually went:
me, quietly: hi
him: *kind expectant smile*
me: um. how are you?
him: *says something polite and opens my book to see the post it note with my name so he can sign for me* Zoe, that’s a nice name
me: thanks
him: *hands me book*
me: thank you so much *runs away*