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[ current location | Bean-bag chair in my study ]
[ music | Sonata for the Clarinet and Piano Number One by Brahms ]
[ mood |
annoyed (Nora: I will not be getting the credit card tonight, let me assure you. Damn my father) ]
SATURDAY
(All times are approximations)
8:20 AM: Wake up. Take shower, as I want my hair to be somewhat straight for once
9:00 AM: Breakfast. Only a doughnut and orange juice. Nothing good to eat.
9:45 AM: After much trouble about the car company (gah) leave and try to catch a cab to the Met.
10:05 AM: Get to Met. Slightly late. Run up steps (still raining and do not want to open umbrella). Shake off excess water. Look for Jason. See his dad. Walk over to see them.
10:07 AM: See Jason, his father, and his sister. Receive a pair of coconuts and a bookmark with hieroglyphics on it :)
10:10 AM: Buy tickets, split up from mother.
12:00 PM: After Egyptian exhibit, medieval exhibit (with that incredible rosary), musical instrument wing (Dali clarinet) and European works (so much crucification, so little time) eat lunch. Lunch really consists of pastries: Lemon bar and fruit tart with a lemonade ice tea.
12:45 PM: Attempt to find bathroom and way out. Very complicated.
1:00 PM: Meet up with mother. Catch a cab to take back to hotel
1:10 PM: Sit on radiator with Jason while Mother puts stuff in hotel room. Very warm and nice. Warm.....
1:20 PM: Catch second cab to get to play.
1:45 PM: Arrive at theatre. Meet up with Cindy briefly, leave to go to seats. Balcony, near the front on one side.
2:05 PM: Ralph Fiennes comes out.
2:25 PM: Ralph Fiennes leaves, Cherry Jones comes out.
2:45 PM: Intermission. Stretch legs and converse.
3:05 PM: Ian McDiarmid comes out.
3:25 PM: Ian McDiarmid leaves, Ralph Fiennes comes out again.
3:45 PM: Tumultous applause. One word: Incredible.
3:55 PM: Get out of theatre alive. Got out of wrong entrance. Double back to meet up with Cindy. Cindy meets Jason.
4:00 PM: Begin to walk to restaurant.
4:30 PM (ish. Lost track of time here): Meet up at a very busy Italian restaurant for dinner with Jason's parents and sister.
4:45 PM: Cell phone voice-mail. Need to find a quiet place in restaurant to pick up.
4:47 PM: NO quiet place in restaurant. Go outside.
4:50 PM: Can't hear a bloody thing. Duck into nearby hotel.
4:55 PM: They have Mom's cell. Thank you gods.
5:00 PM: Get back to dinner. Mom wants to know number. Didn't leave one. Person's name? Didn't leave one. Questioning causes minor panic attack. Will that woman please leave me alone when I start to twitch?
5:30 PM: Dessert. That chocolate cake killed me, I swear. Meh.
5:45 PM: Departure. Bloody hell, I do not like saying goodbye.
Let it be known in this part, that we could not catch a cab, so decided to use the metro. Then, I attracted another PDA. A guy and girl making out for SEVEN STRAIGHT MINUTES five feet away from me. Do I have this animal magnatism reversed, or what? Seriously.
More to come later.