{ slowly I'll disappear. }

[delga]

I can quite happily admit that I spent at lest 25% of the evening COMPLETELY BAFFLED. (At one point people in black suits wielding giant cutlery emerged from an oven; at another, there were metal teletubby things. I DON'T KNOW.) That said, it was an excellent production. The costumes were amazing, the singers hit every note, and the dancers had exquisite form.

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Easily the most hysterical moment of the evening was a split second after the final flash-bang went off at the end of McCavity's number when the girl in the seat behind me yelped with fright. PRICELESS.

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Tomorrow I have a seminar on Pnin and then T and I are going to see The Assassination of Jesse James about which I am inordinately excited. On Wednesday I have a Careers' Service talk about jobs in broadcast media which should be interesting. I'm sort of going out of interest, but mostly I'm going so that I can tell my personal tutor that I went to one. Speaking of, he wants to talk to me next week - I'm supposed to take all my essay cover sheets with me so he can track my progress. Which. Um. No. (Gah. I KNOW that tutors are useful with this stuff but I really dislike talking to them about these things. I find the whole process maddeningly Awkward.)

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I am told that there is Basia Bulat on one of my podcasts except it won't download. Also, the middle button on my jacket just came off. UGH. Clothes can be so insulting sometimes.

Oh god, that said, there was this girl walking in front of us on the way to the bus stop post-Cats who was wearing the most covetable boots EVER. I was this close to mugging her of them. THEY WERE GORGEOUS.

Comments

[storyloves.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, I went to see a production of Cats last year and LOVED it. I got felt up by one of the male cats when they all danced around in the audience and had the songs stuck in my head for weeks afterwards. BRILL. Lol.

I hate that because I always want to run up to them like a loon and ask where they got whatever they're wearing that I'm lusting after, aha.

PS. Okaaay, that first paragraph sounds bad when I read it back now, haha. The costumes and music were the best part, not the getting felt up bit.

[delgaserasca.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I have no idea. You'd think the show was pretty self-explanatory, but that's really not the case.