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  • Sep. 12th, 2009 at 7:37 PM
femmealunettes: (aw hell yeah! : Spock)
When I was little, something around 8 years old, I got a book series that was about careers. There was a bit about doctors, one about farmers, one about vets, one about, I don't remember, politicians or something.

And one of them was about what it was like to be a trapeze swinger with Cirque Du Soleil.

Ever since I was eight, I have wanted so desperately to see an actual live show by Cirque du Soleil. I downloaded a lot of the music, and one of my favorites on music alone is Alegria.

Today Julia and I saw Alegria at the Oncenter in Syracuse and it brought tears to my eyes, it was so completely incredible. I don't even know what my favorite part was-- the contortionists were unbelievable! the fire spinners were so awesome! THE TRAPEZE ARTISTS OMG. And the singers! And, man, even the clowns were astounding and hilarious! We got the cheapest seats possible, all the way up and to one side of the stage, but we could see almost everything perfectly (we moved to see the trapeze act better) and. You guys.

I cried, I was so happy. And then Julia made fun of me about it and said I was bawling which I was not, okay, I didn't even get tears going down my cheeks or make any sobbing noises, it was just so overwhelmingly beautiful.


And. [livejournal.com profile] moorishflower. One of the tumblers, I swear to god, looked exactly like a young Fool. I couldn't stop goggling, they were just what I imagined while reading the Farseer trilogy. (They because damn, completely androgynous, I'm pretty good at telling gender and I was totally at a loss to say anything except "PRETTY.")


AND ON TOP OF THAT SPOCK CAME TODAY and he's so little and sleek and pretty, AND ON TOP OF THAT my new phone came and I have to name it and it's little and black and I think I might call it Galileo but I'm not settled on that yet. Nobody was here all day so the DVD drive and laptop case didn't get delivered, and no one is going to be here all Monday so I don't know what's going to happen with that but it's okay, they'll get here eventually.

TODAY IS FULL OF WIN.

and now you know how I feel

  • Jan. 20th, 2009 at 1:54 PM
femmealunettes: (all work and no play : Mohinder)
Today is pretty awesome:

-registered for class insanely easily
-PRESIDENT BARACK OBAMA
-cookies!
-spending the rest of the day reading to check off my list for [livejournal.com profile] heroes_slash awards. (oh my god, it is going to be so hard to pick between two of these stories that are in almost every category together.)
-found out that my second-cousin Jen is coming to visit next week :D

Oh man. I am nose-deep in fanfic right now. It's been surprisingly simple to cross off a lot of these stories, though. I can't help it, I am a snob against consistently bad grammar. :/

I might not finish the Nymphmomania series until this weekend. My brain is kind of absent when it comes to who I'm writing for Saturday. I could just skip to Sunday, but that's cheating...
femmealunettes: (deep thought. : Sinfest)
Tomorrow, we're going to wake up in the same beds we sleep in every night. See the same people, feed the same pets, sit down at the same computers.

But tomorrow, we're going to do it, not just with hope, but with the knowledge that hope became victory. And tomorrow, we won't see any more shit-slinging ads, or any political ads at all. Things will go back to normal, but they will not be the same.

And you know what? I don't want to gloat. I'm glad I was right and my mom was wrong, but I don't need to be a bitch about it, because like my mom said: God will make sure that the right person will win. She can't make me believe in her God, but she can listen to her own words, and I'll be happy, but I won't be a jerk.

Because tomorrow, there's nothing to argue about. The world will go on, but everyone-- every country, every person who threw their tiny bit of hope out into the world, everyone-- will be a little bit better off for the certainty, the security in knowing that yes we can became yes we did.

So I'm going to go to sleep. And when I wake up, I might go to HuffPost wondering what the latest last-minute trick is, and I'll have the shock, the elation, the absolute wonder of realizing again that in a couple of months, Barack Obama will be sworn in, and I will finally, for the first time in my politically conscious life, have a president in whom I can place my trust, my pride-- and yes, my hope.

Sep. 29th, 2006

  • 12:56 PM
femmealunettes: (a whole new kind of expert : Hodg)
So yesterday. Thursday the 28th of September. Was one of the most amazing days of my life.

It started out on a "what the hell" note, when there was not a single parking spot in an eight-level (nine if you count the sub-level) parking garage in White Plains, so we had to drive to another town to catch the train. We, in this case, being myself, Kait ([livejournal.com profile] pocky_slash), and Adam, who is some guy who also works on the Independent with Kait. Once we made it to the city, something like an hour after we'd planned to, we hopped from subway line to subway line, making a brief detour to Peanut Butter & Co., which is a restaurant that serves primarily peanut butter sandwiches. And when you get them to go, they wrap them in tinfoil and put them in brown paper bags, which is the most incredible thing ever. xD (I had the Cinnamon Raisin Swirl™ Sandwich: Cinnamon-Raisin Peanut Butter and vanilla cream cheese, with apple slices. BEST SANDWICH EVER. Okay possibly a very very close second to the Apple Orchard from the Adirondack Soup Factory, but... why do all my favorite sandwiches have apples in them?)

Here, help me settle an argument between myself and [livejournal.com profile] furryhatsrock. Because I might be going crazy.
[Poll #833162]

Okay. So, sandwiches gained, we hiked over to FIT and hopped on to the end of what looked like a terrifyingly long line (oh, what I had to learn), got seats, and I went to get on the end of ANOTHER long line to buy a copy of Fragile Things. Some really nice man with a British accent let me go before him, as we reached the line at the same time, and then he did the absolutely awesome thing of lending me $6 to also get the softcover Areas of my Expertise because I hadn't brought enough up in line with me. I think I may have skipped back over to repay him. The excitement was setting in, and I was absolutely thrilled.

I just realized this is incredibly long, so: full description of the reading, meeting John Hodgman, and getting a book signed by Neil Gaimain under the cut. )

So, basically, this was the best night ever. We went back through the subways, which was a much shorter trip without the peanut butter detour, and between (crap, what stop was it?) I want to say 42nd street and the shuttle to Grand Central, there was a man with dreadlocks and Rasta suspenders and no shirt, playing a child's xylophone and a bongo drum, with a sign next to him in the shape of a heart that said "Never underestimate the power of love to conquer hate." And for a little while, the world as far as I concerned was in a state of perfection.

It started to rain, while we were on the train back to Hartsdale, and we spent the car ride back to Purchase mostly quietly, which gave me time to sort of mentally get a grip on the whole day. Then Kait and I had drinking chocolate (which was the equivalent of drinking a melted candy bar, really. German chocolate cake flavored.), pasta, and watched the West Wing, and then went to bed at like 3:30 because that was an exhaustingly wonderful day.



Today is the Nazi Twins musical, and I have to take a shower before Kait gets back from work. Tomorrow is Ai's birthday! And Sunday, sweet lord, is October 1st, which means that September is gone and things are going to keep barrelling through autumn. And, for now, I think I'm okay with that.

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