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Aug. 31st, 2003 01:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaalaAside from my busted computer and diskette drive, imminent move-in day with very little packing accomplished, and a worsening cold that prevents me from practicing flute, I'm doing pretty well. No, really. Girl Guide camp, the Wolf Project, and Eaglewood were all worthwhile and by and large enjoyable, although it was quite physically draining jumping straight from one project to the next. I hope I get to write about them in greater detail, but it seems unlikely.
I saw Aristophanes' The Birds, which was decent at best and tedious at worst, and Shaw's Widowers' Houses, which was just marvellous in almost every respect. (It would have been even better if certain audience members had not insisted on sniggering loudly when they couldn't handle dark subject matter.) On a related note: Elizabeth Rex--a Stratford Festival play I desperately wanted to see but missed because it sold out before I was allowed to buy tickets--will be making an appearance on television!
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Miscellaneous stuff:
We had a blackout here in Ontario, along with several U.S. states across the border. Though it was a pain to pack for WP in the dark, the novelty was rather neat for me and the stargazing on Thursday night was absolutely gorgeous. I don't know how long it lasted in this town because I departed for Haliburton forest partway through; we finally found an open gas station just before our car would have had to turn back.
Now that the concert is long gone and I have very little to say, Barenaked.net finally re-approved my registration. (I had to change from my old university's email address.)
Though I completed the driving school's classroom portion, wrote the Ministry test, and got the G1 license, I have yet to find the time for any actual driving lessons.
My ukulele, won on ebay.ca and paid for in June, still has not arrived.
I'm sick. It's past two o'clock. I'm going to bed.
I saw Aristophanes' The Birds, which was decent at best and tedious at worst, and Shaw's Widowers' Houses, which was just marvellous in almost every respect. (It would have been even better if certain audience members had not insisted on sniggering loudly when they couldn't handle dark subject matter.) On a related note: Elizabeth Rex--a Stratford Festival play I desperately wanted to see but missed because it sold out before I was allowed to buy tickets--will be making an appearance on television!
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Miscellaneous stuff:
We had a blackout here in Ontario, along with several U.S. states across the border. Though it was a pain to pack for WP in the dark, the novelty was rather neat for me and the stargazing on Thursday night was absolutely gorgeous. I don't know how long it lasted in this town because I departed for Haliburton forest partway through; we finally found an open gas station just before our car would have had to turn back.
Now that the concert is long gone and I have very little to say, Barenaked.net finally re-approved my registration. (I had to change from my old university's email address.)
Though I completed the driving school's classroom portion, wrote the Ministry test, and got the G1 license, I have yet to find the time for any actual driving lessons.
My ukulele, won on ebay.ca and paid for in June, still has not arrived.
I'm sick. It's past two o'clock. I'm going to bed.
