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At ten am this morning I got the call, and now I'm back at work. It's quiet here. It's okay. Jason isn't back yet. Alex is. She was glad to see me. So was my supervisor, Theresa.

It was hell getting here with the fucked-up subways. I'm going to be late to class today trying to figure out how to get to school from here. May I just say that Broadway-Fulton-Nassau is the most hot, humid, long, large, disgusting, fucked-up subway station in the world? Because it is.

Also, as a musical, "The Secret Garden" pretty much sucks. There are, I think, maybe two decent songs on it, and both are sung by Dickon. Anyway. If I listen to Mandy Patinkin stretch out the word "love" one more time, I'll use this CD as a ninja throwing star.

I have decided I need a Hedwig Super-Compilation, consisting of the best songs from each of the various soundtracks. I don't know who's going to burn it for me, since my burner is now an attractive purple dust-gatherer, but someone will, I'm sure. This will be the playlist, I think:

1. Tear Me Down (OCR)
2. Origin of Love (OCR)
3. Random Number Generation
4. Sugar Daddy (OCR)
5. Angry Inch (OCR)
6. Wig in a Box (Soundtrack)
7. Wicked Little Town (OCR)
8. Nailed
9. Freaks
10. In Your Arms Tonight
11. The Long Grift (OCR)
12. Hedwig's Lament (OCR)
13. Exquisit Corpse (OCR)
14. Wicked Little Town Reprise (Soundtrack)
15. Midnight Radio Hedwig's Lament (OCR)

Thoughts?

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