*cough* There's liking, and then there's writing a fic where a prim-and-proper shy magician is a drag queen torch singer just so he can sing "Come What May" at his mortal nemesis-slash-star-crossed love interest.
Or, you know, watching a show four times, having tickets for the fifth, an umbrella, a bookmark, a lapel pin, a lanyard and the cast album. And the lead singer recognizing me on sight.
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Date: 2005-12-20 01:06 pm (UTC)Or, you know, watching a show four times, having tickets for the fifth, an umbrella, a bookmark, a lapel pin, a lanyard and the cast album. And the lead singer recognizing me on sight.
I tend to go to extremes sometimes.