Bloglet, the gentleman's mock turtle soup -- Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup
The opera babes fell down again. {sigh}
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01:45:16 PM,Saturday 16 February 2002
Comic Exhaustion October 2001 to be Held February 9th 2002, temporarily postponed until February 16th will begin in 23 minutes!!!
HU-Frikkin'-ZZAH!!!
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01:38:57 PM,Saturday 16 February 2002
Been more than a lovely day. Practised Hecuba for a long time, and then me and Ariadne and a guy named Lone tried to do a bit of music, but it didn't fly so hot, and the guy left, and I went and got a baloney sandwich and some coconut rice soup. But then me and Ariadne decided to go serenade people who didn't have satisfying valentine's days, 'cause of all the balconies, and all, on flamenco guitar and gypsy violin, so we did. We're called the Spinoza Special, by the way, though I'm not sure why. Then we went to Elisheba's room, and I fed peanut butter to her cat, Polyhymnia -- Elisheba gave me a million of those little peanut butter cracker packages, hoopla! -- and then we watched that movie, you know, that movie, that my type is all supposed to watch and adulate. Well, pff. I mean... awright, mildly tittilating, but. Fwah. Piddle. Talked about Darwin's Finches in Lab earlier; that's much better. Yes. Now I have a very cold bowl of coconut rice soup in a box, but I don't think I'll eat it. I'll listen to stories and go to sleep, in preparation for COMIC EXHAUSTION OCTOBER!!! Whee-hee!
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01:29:44 AM,Saturday 16 February 2002
T.I.A.I.L.W.: The deadly nightshade fairy.
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06:50:28 PM,Friday 15 February 2002
Curious George wants to know about the Dewey Decimal System. Who am I? Who made me? Who is the person in the next cave? How can I make that person understand me? What makes things happen in the world around me? How can I control Nature? How can I enjoy my spare time? What are the stories of humans' great thoughts and deeds? How can I record what people have done?
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12:02:57 PM,Friday 15 February 2002
My parents just sung me "You Are My Sunshine" in two-part harmony. Man!!!
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09:57:11 PM,Thursday 14 February 2002
I've got a contest for y'all. Find the earliest quoting of "Alice's Restaurant" on all of the blogmass. I *think* I've found it, but who knows? Pre-m14m.net bloglets count, of course. If you can find the one I'm thinking of, I'll give you a Higgledy-Piggledy. If you can find one earlier than the one I've got, I'll give you a Higgledy-Piggledy *and* a tiny, old book of _Tully's Offices Turned Out Of Latin Into English_ by Roger Estrange.
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04:38:15 PM,Thursday 14 February 2002
Oscar Brand's "Frigging in the Rigging" really brings out my romantic side. We read from "1001 Lewdest Limericks" last night for Storytellers... Ariadne's fond of the one about glue.
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04:25:31 PM,Thursday 14 February 2002
Freaking hell, I have the best job in the world. We just started on Don Giovanni, after a few weeks of the Eroica. We watched part of the movie yesterday (I first saw that movie in fifth grade. It was the first time I'd ever seen or paid any attention to opera. I wound up deciding that I'd be a bass when I grew up so I could play Leporello some day -- my parents said girls couldn't be basses; fine, I said. I'll be a tenor, then, and I can play Don Ottavio, poor schlub that he is -- bad grades from my teacher 'cause I messed up all my homework by doodling pictures of the banquet scene all over them, and a wicked crush on Kiri te Kanawa.), and I've seen it a hundred times, but I still enjoy it. But today we listened to the CD... I have the same recordng Mr. Fasanaro does, the one with Joan Sutherland and Eberhard Wachter, but I hadn't listened to it since last March I guess, when I wrote my paper on it. Damn. Almighty. Man. I love that opera so bad. It sinks into my guts and makes 'em wriggle. It's got so much oomph, and so much wicked humor, and so much clear, complicated, brain-wrenching brilliance. Man! And I get to listen to it six times a week, and get paid for it! FOOOOOWAH!
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03:32:57 PM,Thursday 14 February 2002
In the dining hall today, a guy called up his girlfriend in New Jersey on his cel phone and serenaded her with a guitar and some song he'd written on notebook paper. Everyone applauded. Faugh. There are so many balconies in this place, and no one to serenade beneath them. And I don't have a mandolin, anyway, though I know where to get one...
I think it's brilliantly appropriate that there was bratwurst and saurkraut for lunch. I hope there's Calabrese ratatouille for dinner. I think it should be a holy duty of everyone who knows they're not going to be kissed today to eat the foulest most brackish food they can find. Lay on the Limburger, honeychile, woo. ("I got a new kind-of-a garleek, when you eat-a this-a garleek, it make-a you stand apart from-a you friends...")
My dearest mamale sent me a valentine's package, though, and so there's no bitterness in my heart. Lookee this stuff:
A Bart Simpson shaped chocolate block
Two envelopes of junk mail (I love junk mail)
Fruit flavored toddler training toothpaste
A plastic M & M with an arrow through his head and little M & Ms inside
Butterfinger candies in the shape of hearts
An apple
A Lollipop with a message inside (the message is "Page me." I'd rather have a squire, but I guess a page'll do...)
A starfruit (it ain't even my birthday yet!)
A mango
An avocado (I hope the kitchens have balsamic vinegar...)
And... A huge hollow toad! With a gummy bug inside! YAAAAAAAAAAY!!
off to gorge my gorge in the gorge. With a tip of the tail and a root-de-toot!
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03:02:09 PM,Thursday 14 February 2002
T.I.A.I.L.W.:Eros, god of love.
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12:16:26 PM,Thursday 14 February 2002
MY BIGGER BIG BROTHER HAS A BLOG!!!
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11:04:48 PM,Wednesday 13 February 2002
So my presenter is Mr. Carl, my chairman is Mr. Alba, and my member is Ms. Wiener. This makes me pretty damn happy. Mr. Carl is the guy who runs the poetry study group, and I'm his most faithful member, so if I'm not a blithering idiot when it comes to poetry, he at least has an idea. Mr. Alba was the only tutor who participated in the poetry slam last year -- he dressed up as Phaedrus, and took a scroll out of his pocket, which he read seductively... it was a sonnet, but I can't remember anything except the first line: "Because I do not love you, sleep with me..." He seems pretty damn cool, at least. I don't think I know Ms. Wiener, unless she's the chick who I looked at Jupiter with that one night. If so, she's pretty damn nice. All I know about her is that she's an entomologist, which RUUUULES!! Makes me wish I'd written about bugs in King Lear... hm... lets's see... there's the small gilded fly that does lecher in his sight, and the ant who doesn't labor in the winter; Gloucester at one point thinks a man a worm; two mentions of dunghills, presumably with their accompanying beetles, ooh! the gilded butterflies... hey, if I have to rewrite my paper, maybe I'll change my thesis... (`;
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05:25:59 PM,Wednesday 13 February 2002
Damn, yo.
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05:19:01 PM,Wednesday 13 February 2002
Foom or Hoom?
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02:18:11 PM,Wednesday 13 February 2002
Martin, I don't know if Naked Brits is officially kaput forever, but just in case, I think you'll need this.
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12:33:53 PM,Monday 11 February 2002
I would like very much to watch The Young Ones right now, and only partially 'cause I damn well miss Neil.
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12:26:16 PM,Monday 11 February 2002
The only reason I'd ever want a palm pilot.
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12:11:25 PM,Monday 11 February 2002
What does a girl do all night when she's done with her book, her VCR's broken, her tape player's broken, and her internet don't work? She makes greedy acquisitional lists. Here is my greedy acquisitional list, in order of covetousness:
Lulu
Das Rheingold
Serse
Falstaff
Dido and Aeneas
Orfeo ed Euridice
Idomeneo
Ariadne auf Naxos
Billy Budd
Lo Speziale
Orlando
Tristan und Isolde
Othello
Ariodante
Il Sogno di Scipione
L'anima del Filosofo
Parsifal
Salome
I'm getting my paycheck today, aren't I? Now if I can just find my bookie's phone number, I hear Squellante is a sure number in the seventh... {riffling through pockets}
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11:42:35 AM,Monday 11 February 2002
