dear postmodernism, shut up. love, caroline.

An amusing exchange between Big and me:

ME: "Haha. I've already got tickets, son. Saturday night, 8pm. Maggie was on that shit the minute they went on sale. I'd say you were welcome to join us, but i don't think she got any extras. If you'd like, i'll let you know if someone backs out at the last minute.

As for Roger, my friend Eric almost got cast as him in the touring production, so i can't hate. That part just gets a little draggy, and they *certainly* didn't need to do any on-location filming. I mean, seriously, a mountain? Shut up, Chris Columbus.

Also, i had an interesting conversation a couple months ago about heterosexual privilege and how Mimi gets to survive while Angel is sacrificed. I'm not sure how i feel about that, although knowing Jonathan Larson, it may very well have been his intent. What do you think? Part of me feels like it's the most obvious thing ever and i am a dummy for not picking up on it earlier, and part of me thinks it's part of the same problem i have with a lot of lit crit -- people forcing interpretations on texts that weren't necessarily intended by their audience. Which has always annoyed me. But maybe i'm just small-minded.

[. . . forgot to add a thing, so i sent a second e-mail]

...aaand by "audience," i meant "author." and now you know i read over e-mails after i've sent them. because i am teh lame. i'll shut up now :-)"

BIG: "...teh?"

It's good to be appreciated.