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May 16, 2015
Yesterday I spent 12 hours straight (well ...) with Hysteric Bore, and was so giddily blissful I almost burst with a loud *poof* into rainbow glitter and silver sequins that would have left inspired envy in Rip Taylor, as we skipped down the sidewalks of Brooklyn and Manhattan, cartoon-style musical notes hovering above our pretty little heads to accompany the songs we were crafting for a brilliant musical that I'm convinced would be a runaway hit, smooshed many a fuzzface, co-admired several boys, treated our tender tastebuds to whatever they wanted, and laughed like we invented lungs. Life is good.