Even though Company opens at the Robinson tomorrow, tonight was preview night. Sandra worked on the costumes for the show, so she got to go, and bring a guest.

That is one depressing show. Seriously.

Don't get me wrong, the show itself is great, and everyone in it is wonderful. Besides, I think that almost all the female characters (well, really what ( Read more... )

I ran away from my last class today and went to see Man of the Year at VRC today. No special reason, it was just the only movie showing there that I wanted to see. On the whole, it was really rather disappointing and kind of flat.

But, since I am the daughter of a man obsessed with history and politics, it actually got me thinking and wishing for a ( Read more... )

Earlier, Sandra, Charity, and I were discussing whether or not we felt up to attending Danny's birthday/Halloween party later tonight. We decided we did (theatre party yay!), so the conversation then turned to what we all wanted to be for the party. I was going to stick with the vampire costume I wore to school today (any excuse to wear my snap-on ( Read more... )

I just finished my Irish Writers presentation. I think it went quite well, but the professor really hated it and basically said everything we did was crap. But we think basically everything he said was crap, so I suppose it's even.

Still, it's annoying. And I want lunch.

Watching the 1928 version of The Fall of the House of Usher with Sandra and Charity is so much better with our own cracked-out commentary.

Also, it appears that every presentation I do in any of Professor Bishop's classes somehow involves me dressing in drag. I'm not complaining, I just think it's hilarious.

Well, the party didn't go too badly. Most of my friends showed up, and Sandra reflected that it was really a lot like an actual speakeasy, in that people would show up sometimes, and it would be really partypartyparty, and then they'd leave, and there'd still be a core of people sitting around enjoying each other's company and drinking. So, not bad ( Read more... )

Shakespeare: the game.

That is all.

Went to see The Greatest Show on Earth, which started today in the Pocket Theatre. It was...interesting. Kind of like being inside a Dresden Dolls album, except with possibly more dead babies in jars. Not bad, though ( Read more... )

Geoffrey Chaucer (who hath a blogge), it is good you are dead already, for I want very badly to kill you with my copy of the Canterbury Tales.

Learn well, O Readers, of the folly that occurs when one chooses to read House, M.D. webcomics (also LJ friends list entries and other assorted distractiony things) late into the night instead of writing one' ( Read more... )

While looking at my Jeeves and Wooster box set, Sandra realised that she once got drunk in a Copenhagen bar with Stephen Fry about six years ago.

SHE DIES TONIGHT.