I’ve started talking to the pictures on the walls! Hang in there, Joan!
Ellen did her research. [x]
listen you shouldve asked this off anon so i could send it back to your inbox but i hope you see this anyway. here are some links that might help you
- the thoughts room
- 30 relaxing activities
- 90 second relaxation
- calming manatee
- the nicest place on the internet
- rainy mood
- automatic flatterer
i hope these help you and im glad the other links did!!
Raise your hand if you’ve joined a fandom because you saw it on Tumblr.
Raise your hand if you’ve completely avoided things because of the fandom you saw on tumblr
Raise your hand if you know enough about a fandom to be in it because of tumblr, but haven’t actually watched the show/read the book/etc.
seeing a post from one of your rare fandoms randomly appear on your dash
Friendly reminder that my Skype is available upon request to mutual followers if you wanna plot or chat or whatever. ★~(◡‿◕✿)
Crazy Costume Stories
MEGAN HILTY (Wicked, 9 to 5)
“I was in Toronto with Wicked and the very first quick change (from the bubble dress into the Shiz schoolgirl outfit) was supposed to take about 15 seconds. After years of doing the show we could practically do it in our sleep but at this particular performance, the zipper on the bubble dress got stuck - the clock was ticking and I was supposed to make my grand entrance singing on top of a pile of bedazzled luggage. I didn’t know what was wrong (or even panic) until I realized I was about to start singing and I was STILL in the dress! Someone yelled “CUT HER OUT OF IT!!!” and proceeded to take a large pair of scissors down the back of my $30,000.00 gown! In the meantime, the people onstage couldn’t continue the scene without me - so while a swarm of dressers pulled, cut, and ripped me out of the first costume and shoved me into the next one, I just kept singing. And singing. AND SINGING for what seemed like forever (and making up whatever came into my head). The entire cast was stuck onstage waiting for me but eventually I rolled out on that luggage cart and everyone in the theater applauded. It was pretty apparent that something had gone wrong, but that’s what live theater is about - no matter what happens, the show must go on and the fun part is trying to cover up when things go wrong! Unfortunately, it wasn’t so fun for the wardrobe department, who had to frantically figure out how to put my bubble dress back together before I had to wear it again in Act 2!”