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Every once in awhile, someone throws me a bone here for all the work I do. Like, for instance, I got a free pair of shoes from office manager Brad Buckner. And I get free Stumptown Coffee every time I come to work. But finally, after four tireless months here, I got up to the “gold star level” which gets me the free tickets that nobody else wants. Tonight, this is what I get:

If you don’t know what that is (wtf is wrong with you?) that’s a photo of High School Musical in Concert. And I’m going tonight.
I have no clue if I’m excited about this. I’m so knee-deep in post-meta irony, I really can’t even read my own feelings regarding this.
There will be a blog post on it tomorrow, unless there are so many negative comments that I’m forced to stay home and cry.
Too late, Jonesy, it's been done. Look for a write up tomorrow.
Unpaid Arts Intern - can I go with you?