I see when it was suggested I camp out for Twelfth Night tickets, it wasn't an idle suggestion. There are over four hundred people already waiting here and more are arriving every minute. The line stretches from 81st to 89th already. There is a negative nelly to my left worrying about the tickets they're giving out in the other boroughs and to the virtual line--which I am also in. To think, could've come out here at two and been in the first three hundred! Although, there do seem to be some decently cool ladies to my right.
If you're in New York, you can come point and laugh at me while I sit on some hard cobblestones until 6am, when we're allowed to go into the park actual...and wait until 1pm. I don't know if I have the heart to wait in the standby line if I don't get a ticket at one. I mean, I love you Anne and Audra, but not that much. If I were here waiting for Zoe Bell, that would be a different story.
Seriously, there are people here who have set up tables with dinners and TVs. There's also 72469296 mosquitos. So. Here I am. And it's too dark to read or write in my moleskine.
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