theatre, neat things, Saturday night things, pretty things, oxford commas, and other things I happen to appreciate. I recognize this blog as something purely self-satisfying. I say Stew and Sondheim a lot. I am Emma.
"You’re acting like some little brat, Jessie. You’re mad and everybody’s boring and you don’t have anything to do and you don’t like me and you don’t like going out and you don’t like staying in and you never talk on the phone and you don’t watch TV and you’re miserable and it’s your own sweet fault."