molly yeh

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tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow!!!


i'm counting down the minutes! i cannot wait!!!


there was a red carpet in front of my school yesterday for the premiere in alice tully hall.
not fair!

so close, yet so far.



a few last date candidates...


candidate tony

tony plays the big saxophone. he hails from "michigan michigan..." (5 dollars if you know that song by joe reilly)

mynameisyeh: what is the largest material object that you would give to see this movie right now?
tony: (picks up a cup of apple juice from the OSA and places it in front of me) that apple juice.
m: what is the largest non-material object that you would give to see this movie right now? (examples: a hug, a pat on the back, etc).
t: i will not do labor.
m: what would you wear to the show?
t: anything you want me to wear.
m: will you wear that crown?
t: yes
m: why should you be my date this show?
t: cause i'm stupid awesome.


candidate alex

alex plays the big cello.

mynameisyeh: what is the largest material object that you would give to see this movie right now?
alex: my roommate.
m: what is the largest non-material object that you would give to see this movie right now? (examples: a hug, a pat on the back, etc).
a: my heart.
m: what would you wear to the show?
a: anything you want me to wear. (sounds familiar)
m: why should you be my date this show?
a: because you need a big buff man to accompany you. (for comedic effect, see above photo).


candidate craig

craig plays cor.

mynameisyeh: what is the largest material object that you would give to see this movie right now?
craig: i'll buy a star on the internet for you.
m: what is the largest non-material object that you would give to see this movie right now? (examples: a hug, a pat on the back, etc).
c: blind fervent admiration.
m: what would you wear to the show?
c: blue jeans. a pair of worn out toms. a t shirt.
this black jacket. and my blue hat.
also, i'd get a crown and put it on top of my blue hat.
m: why should you be my date this show?
c: cause i'm a monster. i'm a wild thing.


it's either white jeans, a star, some apple juice...
errrmm... shiny shoes...
or alex's roommate? (at least he's a good composer...)
decisions decisions... i have 24 hours exactly.

(random) a text i just received from friend nick, a.k.a. mr cynical:

"are you gonna arrange the soundtrack to
where the wild things are for
laptop and percussion ensemble
and then play it at le poisson rouge ?"

i shouldn't be, but i'm sooo amused.


and speaking of amusing things... this just in from my aunt lucy:



my next investment will be the entire line of beaver mustard.

also. absconded? that needs to join my limited vocabulary.


xoxo


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