Here's Johnny!

Well, for various reasons, including computer viruses, NaNoWriMo, a play, and the thing known as life, I haven't posted in quite a while. I thought that now would be a very good time to start posting again.
So, just to give you a basic outline of things to come: We will see pirates, Spin magazine, the ancient art of wearing the sweater, and various Broadway musicals, including the super-amazing Rent.
T-that-that's all, folks!

On My Sobriety

Well, it turns out you can't say anything anymore. 
I paraphrased a Rent quote: "Justin Bieber is more of a man than you'll ever be and more of a woman than you'll ever get." And my head was torn off by my sister and mother even though the person who I had said it realized that I was kidding, called me an idiot, and then acted like they had not done anything wrong. 
Well, they had. 
When you can't even open your mouth, something's wrong. 
When you aren't able to say what you mean, something's wrong. 
When you're sister's talking trash about you in the other room to every last single one of her friends, something's wrong. 
When you don't even have the chance to say, "Hey, give me a break, alright? I'm not a criminal." something is most definitely wrong.