Wow have I been busy! This past weekend was non-stop going out for me. On Friday, I got half price tickets to Avenue Q, got lunch in Camdentown (where I was hustled for weed...awkward), found a circus store (goodbye bank account, hello fire poi), and went to high tea at the British Museum. We were evacuated out of the building an hour into our tea. Still don't know what happened but it was quite exciting. Ben ended up getting the ticket to the seat next to mine (despite a 6 hour difference in buying times) and together in the back row we had a ball watching the show. They did not make too many changes to the show (the George Bush line is still in) but the ones they did make were startling. In "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist", Polocks change to the French. Gary goes from a superintendent to a handyman -- bit of a downgrade don't you think?
Saturday was an awesome day indeed. Went to Portobello Market where I got german sausage, mexican churros, and some world music cds (some better than others:) ). Next we (dana and I of course) went to the Tate Britain. I saw the Altramodern exhibit. So awesome... especially the amounts of bean bag chairs from which to view art! Next we had our first Irish Coffee at O'Neills...I mean Bailey's Latte. My legs hurt a lot after all that walking.
The next day was spent at Brick Lane. Went to the famous Beigal Shop on Brick Lane (open 24 hours a day they're that good). I experienced my first famous people sighting -- Gilbert and George. The shorter one (I've never seen them apart for all I know they answer to either name) was wearing a ridiculous fur hat. I have a picture of part of the back of one of them. I will treasure it always. I wanted to do a tribute so see above for a work of theirs.
This week is crazy because it might as well be finals week. On top of that, I have this one teacher who thinks that he is not constrained to any sort of time frame. I used to think 5 minutes more of class was bad. Now I wish for those good old days. This teacher normally lets us out of class 30 to 45 minutes late every class. That means I have almost 3 hours of class with him. It is painful! People cannot concentrate that long. It is interesting but does he know that the whole class is pissed at him for his lack of time management skills? I really hate this practice because of the social norm of NOT BEING ABLE TO WALK OUT OF A CLASSROOM. So I'm stuck as this prisoner thinking -- wow laundry, the show I have tonight, dinner, homework for this teacher's very class...which one will I have to skip so I can go to bed at a reasonable time. Sigh.
I saw 12th night last night. Great except for Viola. Maybe she was sick because her body was so ridged and unnatural?
The night before I saw a show that everyone should see: This Isn't Romance. It's about 2 siblings from Korea separated when only one is adopted to a family from London. The show takes place in Korea 25 years after the adoption. WOW.
Hope winter is good in the States. It just won't stop raining here. On the bright side, a bunch of horses just walked past my window.
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