I remembered yesterday that one of the joys of being a student is Broadway rush tickets. So I rolled out of bed this morning, intending to check on what the theatre did as far as rush tickets, because their policies differ by individual place. I assumed the box office opened at 10 AM, so I got there at 10.15 -- only to discover that the box office ( Read more... )

• adularia introduced me (several months ago) to Google SMS -- you can text "466453" (Google) with address queries, directions, weather, and just about anything else. It's often faster than running an app on a smartphone. (And it's free, unlike 411). In short, it rocks. Also, my friend Jen just about knocked me off my feet in a hug for passing on the tip (as ( Read more... )

The toilet started flooding all over the place today, and they needed to order a new part. It wasn't a promising start to the day.

But then Neil came home, and we took a walk, and I got lost in the shifting fields of color in the river and the sky.


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Cayenne (microhylidae's primary girlfriend) and Neil and I all walked to the diner together after the contradance was over. I paused briefly, and looming above us were the pale branches of a tree, almost white against the navy-deep sky. And it was beautiful. Cayenne stopped and smiled with me, while everyone else walked on. I knew that she saw the same thing, ( Read more... )

I am excited because my friend D. let me model for her photo project, and the shots she showed me are awesome. (The last good photo I have of me was taken by pinkrhino threefive years ago).

ETA: Here is one:
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I woke up this morning earlier than I usually do, and the early morning light is so beautiful. (And, of course, because life is ironic, I had to rush to Dr. Cohen's office and couldn't turn back to go snag my camera). Then I wandered over to briefly see regyt in Brooklyn, and the light on the brownstones there -- long, dappled tree shadows on golden ( Read more... )

I saw sunflowereyed today, and she has the coolest purple glasses. Her green eyes sparkle in them, behind the shimmering lenses and fringed by the wisps of elfin hair she currently sports. I wanted a camera. I also saw: a lady with the most awful, eyesearingly pink hat imaginable (it was so awful it was photogenic), sunflowereyed's exceedingly enthusiastic puppy's nose, and ( Read more... )

(Incidentally, if you ever try to walk to class... which essentially means walking the width of Manhattan... never pick a super hot day where you forget to bring a bottle of water. I thought I'd die at around the middle of Central Park and someone would have to point at me to be like "This is an example of a healthcare fad weeding out one of the

Other women (and Neil) used to talk about the wonders of having someone else wash your hair and how wonderful it was. Me, I never used to see the appeal: hair-washers would squirt water and sometimes shampoo in my face accidentally, they would scratch my scalp too hard, their fingers would tangle in my hair, and I would just grit my teeth and pray ( Read more... )

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