Here’s what I wrote in my diary the day I met Donny Osmond:
October 10, 2003
GUESS WHO I JUST MET?! I GOT AN AUTOGRAPH! I SHOOK HIS HAND! OHHHHHH MYYYYYY GOSHHHHHHHHH!
If you think this diary entry is awkward, you should have seen the actual encounter. I was grinning like an idiot, couldn’t form whole sentences, and I think I actually drooled a little.
Some guy gave me the stink-eye in traffic today. Apparently the fact that he was blaring Dust on the Bottle with the windows down was not an open invitation to sing along. My bad.
Sometimes when I’m driving, I like to sing a capella. Well, I kind of have to, because my car radio is broken.
I get really into it, because you can’t half-ass Celine Dion. Unfortunately, doing justice to Celine Dion requires so much effort and concentration that little things like remembering where I’m driving fall to the wayside. I’ll be halfway to Canada before I remember that I only meant to make a coffee run.
My excuse today is that I was doing Celine Dion AND Barbra Streisand. My trip to Target was forgotten in favor of putting my heart and soul into this vocal masterwork, my favorite song in sixth grade:
When it gets to the key change, I do this:
It’s a reflex, developed over years of singing into a hairbrush in front of my bedroom mirror.
I should probably stop singing in my car.
I’ve seriously watched this video like, seventeen times, and have come to several realizations:
1. Newsies was freaking amazing and I need to see it again.
2. Christian Bale is gorgeous.
3. Lady Gaga is awesome, but would be awesomer (not a word) if she did a duet with Christian Bale.
4. Christian Bale should be in more musicals. If we could convince him to be in an episode of Glee, I’d honestly pee myself, and then die of a mixture of happiness and embarrassment. I’m mounting a “Get Bale on Glee” Facebook campaign.
5. Christian Bale is gorgeous.
6. Christian Bale is gorgeous.
I have a teensy obession with flash mobs, namely because they make me believe that life can be like an MGM musical, which of course, it should be. Everybody should be in technicolor and wearing floaty skirts and three piece suits. All the men should tap dance. And also, I should be able to control the weather so that it rains when I feel like “Singing in the Rain” and the sun shines when I sing “Don’t Rain On My Parade”. Is that really so much to ask?
Baaaaaaaah, Glee flash mob!
I don’t care if it was a sinister Fox advertising plot. I really don’t. That’s a musical number people, and we don’t get enough of those lately. And how cute is the little girl in the pink hat singing along?
Nelly Furtado’s Spanish album is pretty awesome.
I don’t know why I didn’t get it until now. I love Nelly Furtado. “Promiscuous Girl” was MY JAM back in 2006. But anyway. I didn’t get it until now. If you are a miser, you should at least get “Vacación”. It’s a well-known fact that Andrea can’t resist a cumbia beat.
And she duets with Alejandro Fernandez! It’s a well-known fact that Andrea can’t resist Alejandro Fernandez.
Direct quote from Kurt: “I don’t want to talk to you any more. You’re having mind-sex with other boys.”
I meant I can’t resist his music.