phantom of the opera

so i finally talked to sushe again for the first time in probably a month. she is the same but with updated and funnier stories. anyhow, i hate when people just hum and sing out loud...as if they're singing for reals. i mean i guess its ok for a joke..or depending on the song..but if its some slow song like celine dion or some nonsense like i really cant take it, and then of course i get overheated. this one kid at beansters does that all the time..of course its embarrassing becuase you dont know what to do..you cant say, STOP you bastard..you are so socially inept. and you cant just smile...becuase of course your blood is boiling. and theres just not much you can do but ignore it...luckily i can put an "ignore face" on anytime i want. anyhow i listened to his cd and its actually good, and its damn good to listen to some MUSIC for once. me and greg watched a velvet revolver thing on vh1 the other day, and i must say i realllly REALLLLLLLLLLy like the STP man..the skinny emaciated one. poor druggie man, he is talented though..and hes trying to get off drugs at least. anyhow, i wonder how many STD's he has..he definitely looks like he has something complicated..not just herpes or something like that. something COMPLEX... anyhow, i'm sure i'll think of it soon.
i went to phantom of the opera yesterday which was awesome but scary because of crazy disgusting detroit. random people just wandering the streets looking to slit your pretty brown throat. i felt like wearing a burka the whole time. anyhow, it was great and im glad i took greg to his first jza jza play, he wore a nice pin striped suit that fit him well and that was better than anything. and i looked amazing of course, so vain..so vain. we had a nice dinner - crab stuffed flounder etc. and btw..i think scallops are ok..i thought they had lots of eyes and stuff on them..but they didnt have any eyes..at least no eyes that i could see. and if i ate the eyes before actually finding them..they tasted pretty good. barbaric.
the weather is picking up and of course this is a plus..its going to be 63 tommorrow and i would wear my whore clothes but i have to go to the clinic...clinic is SO bloody uncomfortable sometimes when you know your assisting with a bitchy 3/4th yr and it also sucks because "asshole" is in my clinic and i feel his beady eyes reading my thoughts. i hate asshole, and he is fucking ugly as shit. piss on you.