um so i feel really ridiculous because apparently i cry whenever i see even brief moments of ballet? i watched some french documentary on ballet dancers today and tears were a streamin' down my face. embarassing ( Read more... )

at-the-door student rush tickets at the kansas city lyric opera: $10

who wants to try for the full season? carmen, the turn of the screw, Lucia di Lammermoor, and the merry widow.

nikki's in.

current favouritest things ( Read more... )

I wish wish wish I had something interesting to say, because I really want to write something, I do. fiction writing class makes me nervous, my GIS prof is a peach (w!), one of my high school english teachers (ms stucky!) emailed me a few days ago, the little dollhouse on new york street where i now live is wonderful (we have named it the new york ( Read more... )

across the room, by the window, a mother and her twenty-something son sit down together for a cup of coffee. john having been adopted, one can only imagine the phone call that brought them both here. together, their first meeting in twenty-something years.

they are filling the room.

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For so rarely allowing myself to pause still and awake in it, I love this time of morning. The squinty-eyed, bright coolness of sun, soft-voiced, stark 7 am when, if you have nowhere to be just quite yet, it's as if you've accidentally stolen into someone else's beginning-hour and must willingly take your place to the side. Feet pad with unforced ( Read more... )

final french paper due at midnight. 1.5 of 8-10 pages currently finished. haha. sometimes i do wish i had a better school-work ethic ( Read more... )

my friend peter told me about one of the most wonderful places in the world, which exists in minnesota (which is strange because my only other friend peter lives in minnesota). this most wonderful place is what he called a cookie house... no, it is not a house with lots of cookies to buy, or a house made of cookies, but rather a house for making ( Read more... )