Last night, Adam and I had dinner at the Spaghetti Warehouse (where I might have eaten an entire loaf of bread) and went to see Phantom of the Opera. My parents gave us the tickets as a birthday present. The music was amazing, although the phantom really scared me. Kind of like the joker in the Dark Knight. I mean, if he had seen Beauty and the Beast, he would know that you only get the girl when you start being nice to her. Obviously.
Thanks Mom and Dad!
