Last Thursday (August 22nd) some penultimately effed-up stuff happened in the life of a val, which culminated in this.
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Like all "Best Laid Plans" nothing went down how it was mean to go but as to how that lead to a late-night singalong of "Lean On Me" with the cast of Once The Musical, in a pub called Tir Na Nog, captured for posterity on Arthur Darvill's vine... that particular bit of magic I feel follows the rules as I've previously begun to explain.
Have we been taking notes kids? Proper Notes? When None Of The Things Are Going Your Way Let Things Go Your Way Anyway.
How do you do that? Well, you just do.
- The Lesson Previous; val says, for any and for all of the reasons, but most especially when shits gone to pot, and there's not even music, we should be dancing! ☆(〜^∇^)〜
- The Lesson Hereth; arthur says, carry on, moreso when you don't know the lyrics, louder even, preferably as singalong!ヽ(○´O`)ノ♪♫♬
- = °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖° MAGIC!
paraphrasing of course, but--
—Props to Niece!Crystal for being gracious, a bit of a bully & proud of all my-ness despite my downtroddenness.
Plus Lucas Papaelias, that Carlos Valdes & Paul Whitty too tho. God damn brilliant Paul Whitty! Crazy kind, talented, supportive, heartfelt, lot. Did I mention talented? And that Arthur guy, he's pretty nice too. I bet he's going places. Even though he didn't know the words to "Bye Bye Miss American Pie" (but was bold enough to explain as much, in verse & lead straight back to the chorus. d(-_^))
Yeah, just, thanks life, for kicking me in the butt.
—(ღ˘⌣˘ღ) ♫・*:.。. .。.:* special thanks for the High-5's of approval for bootlegging your YouTube "Red-Headed Mary" performance
onto my iPod because for fuck sake Ugh! you guys killed me with that!
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tldr; bad day? its okay not to force it.
xx