For the last week or so I have been unable to read my friends page. Only the top bit loads.

I wish I could explain how interesting the moving process is across continents. I really wish I were Gandhi, total possesions amounting to a pair of glasses, an old spoon tied together with twine and a pencil. I'm not sure what I would do with his goat,

I just saw a mouse. I just saw a mouse. I just saw a mouse. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can they climb?!

He died on Saturday.

Chanticleer is coming to town on Thursday. Anybody know how I can get a hold of Justin Montigne? I'd love to see him!!!

This is what happens when you don't bring your own music from home. Do you have the alternate first verse text for Ah! non giunge?

I think I received a left handed compliment at the Staatsoper last night. One of the Stehplatz regulars started talking to me. In Viennese, mind you. She lives at the Staatsoper, having said she attends 4 times a week. She was disappointed that she would miss Tristan on Sunday because of Mother's Day festivities. I said I wouldn't be able to see ( Read more... )

I met Audrey Stottler at a funeral last week. She sang for the service (The Lord's Prayer). In C. I know she's a dramatic soprano, but it wasn't that early. Anyhoo, she said that she and Deborah Voigt were tight and sang together at the Met. "She was my Kaiserin in Die Frau ohne Schatten." Heard this voice live? She sings Turandot a LOT.

I hate not having a car. No, let me preface that-- I hate not having a car when public transportation is HORRIBLE. This is so frustrating. ARHHHHH ( Read more... )

So, the night that made me ill even before I smoked never happened. Or so gushed Viktor in two apology emails. "I only kissed her on the cheek in greeting. She has a boyfriend for four months. she is only an old friend of Basti and me." He wrote that he was very sorry he had hurt me. Twice. And included a press release about Pedro's new album ( Read more... )

So I have been horrible about keeping up with this. The seeeeeedy internet cafe I go to is a major source of stress. The man that runs it is now growing a scraggly beard. He grabs the thighs of the younger guys and smirks at all of the women. I can never comment on his bizarre behavior because he sits down either across from me or next to me ( Read more... )