I don’t know what I am doing here.
Sondheim is the gospel. I pine for the days of old hollywood, because everyone I love is black and white, and music that had real singers instead of robots. I am an aspiring actress/singer/writer, and a runner of a home for wayward Mamas and Papas fans. Fangirl and friend. Jed Bartlet is my president. I still don’t really understand the LOST finale. Get me a TARDIS and take me to Downton Abbey. People’s faces ruin my life a lot. There will be a lot of fabulous stuff here, and very little sense made.
Anya is my name and sass is my game. A native to Santa Fe (but not the kind that makes fry bread, yadig?), I enjoy worshipping Cass from the mamas and the papas. I boycott ham and it’s not because I’m a Jew. I am told I have the voice of a soulful angel and I like to hold guitars. Sambusas, anyone? - Alex (nottheplatypus)
You have permission to invade my askbox and be my best friend