Yes, a squee post. This is not unusual for me, I know, as I am atrocious at such things, plus the whole fixation on a guy who's probably twice my age and is happily married with a son... I shouldn't know that, should I?

Never mind. Hairspray is the only film in around three months I haven't had to run from the sofa cringing in the middle, and that, for me, is saying something. I was expecting a lot, and I wasn't disappointed; the cast were all brilliant, newcomers or High School Musical... things (they don't count as people), and I believe it takes an awful lot of guts to shake your ass on camera when dressed up as a woman in a fat suit; go John Travolta!

The book was very good, too; amusing lyrics and script. Since I'm embroiled in the trollop that is The Boyfriend at the minute (a 20's musical which requires a French accent on my part), everything compares favourably, and though it wasn't jaw-crackingly funny like Avenue Q it had a good dose of laughs that brought up the mood of something that could have easily become very slushy and sentimental with an overbearing moral, which was just about avoided.

Mind you, didn't James Marsden look sexy in that purple suit? ^^ I didn't know what to expect with his character, but I was very pleasantly surprised. I loved the lyrics to 'Hairspray'; Corny Collins is an arrogant bastard indeed. In fact, I was only there for his part originally, but highly enjoyed the whole extravaganza, though I noticed how songs deviated from the soundtrack.

Other observations... oh, I did a double take when Tracy descended with her black and white number, but it wasn't her dress, it was her hair. I thought of Movie!Rogue straight away, and ended up in a fit of the giggles. Whoops.

I'd usually go looking for fanfiction at this point, but I've decided I'm not going to mash my brain either by reading or writing for the fandom. Well, I could write it and then leave it on my computer to rot, like 99% of everything I do, but we'll see.

I'll get RL stuffs over first, I think. Minor things like GCSE mock exams come first, sadly (why, oh why did they move them forward two weeks for all of three people? Why?)

Ook. I haven't updated in a while. Forgive me while I squee briefly...

I'm going to see Avenue Q again this Saturday! Yay for puppet sex, schadenfreude and general lulz!

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Ahem.

Otherwise, I have become hooked on Jimmy Marsden's song on the back of the SJP perfume advert. Whoops. It got to the point where I've downloaded the actual video off Youtube and then proceeded to attempt to convert it without the picture into a music file, because I prefer the audio to the video (I agree wholeheartedly with Frankie Boyle when he described her as 'either a very ugly woman or a very beautiful seahorse', which is harsh but I can see his point, in a way).

I've so far failed, though I'm still working on the issue. If it works, then I'll upload it somewhere for anyone who wants it, because it might be of interest.

Oh, and NaNo WriMo word count: doing very well at 19K or so. Today, I should be at... 20K, but I've got the rest of the evening to work on that issue: only another 700 words or less. Plus, as of yet, no filler! Yay!

(Note that at this point last year I was writing X-Men fanfiction and slotting it in at opportune moments. I've got better at writing at length now, I think).