April 4th, 2005

tell me a story [lizzieb]

from the sublime to the ridiculous

Smith's performance of the Verdi Requiem was the night of the day the Pope died.
Requiem=rest, and yet it contains so many "dies irae" (day of judgment, lots of wrath). Most beautiful part of the whole thing, lots of percussion and all, but still weird.
I really liked the Sanctus&Benedictus. And the Responsory, though when it ended [i was following along in the program] and then there was more i was confused.

I had forgotten that because this is the Sunday after Easter, First Churches' service focused a lot on the Resurrection etc.

Besides the Pope and Terri Schiavo, Frank Perdue and Fred Korematsu also died this week.

The Bible-Art-Culture symposium was largely underwhelming (to my mind) but Amy-Jill Levine was amazing (as akronohten had said she is).

A lot of the talk about Donfried talked about him doing a lot for ecumenical relations, which came as a total surprise to me. I mean, he's Mr. "Paul the Jew," but who knew he was Lutheran? I distinctly remember him making some remark about Lutherans, because i remember thinking "What is it with the religion department and Lutherans?" because he and Joel both said something within the space of a week about "Catholics and Lutherans," as if Lutheran=Protestant. Not that people don't make cracks about the groups they belong to, i just totally thought he [Donfried] was Catholic.

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I did a large alcohol run Saturday night. It occurred to me that i get approximately 20% - like a waitress; you pay for your food and you also pay the person who brings it to you.

Ruhi proved that she gives good hickeys. ("Joygasm" was Alana's word.) I heart my friends who don't need to get drunk (not that my friends who do drink aren't entertaining when drunk).

I went to the "Confessions of a Sex-Crazed Mind" lecture on Saturday and the "Sexology 101" workshop and "Intimate Q&A" on Sunday, though i didn't go to the Sunday night Best Lesbian Erotica (10th edition) reading.

Tristan reminded me of Ms. Fisher, though less pale and skeletal, and her hair's highlighted. (She also reminded me of Tammy Bruce.) She was dressed so conservatively, which was also disconcerting. Dark stiletto pumps, dark slacks, reddish purple lacy velour tank, dark blazer, choker and pendant necklace, hair past shoulder length, oval glasses. Second day she had a pinstriped blouse.

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Stuff i forgot to mention from Friday:
-Emma and Cat tied Felicia up with duct tape. That was possibly the best part of the day. (Though multiple hours with Cate was pretty hot.)
-Laura came to tea and the first words out of my mouth were "What the fuck did you do to your hair?" because she'd gotten it cut very short. I actually liked it better when she was all femmed up for the mocktail that night, which i don't understand. I'm pretty much fine with it now, though. (I actually wanna get my hair cut pretty short, but in a femmey way. In that copious free time i have, right? And i'm thinking of going bra&camisole shopping as well. Maybe this coming Friday.)
-Music to have sex by was also a topic of conversation during the mocktail.
hermione by oatmilk

Entertain me while i do homework.

Put playlist on random, post lyrics from the first 10 songs, people try to guess (no Googling). You know the drill.

And really, these are pathetically easy.

1. I put my roadmaps away and surrendered the day "Calling the Moon" by Dar Williams (bella_loki)
2. heard big words with a horrible sound "Why I Don't Believe in God" by Everclear (antheia)
3. imagine if our world was blue and weightless
4. I crawled out of the world
5. where there's a man who has no voice, there ours shall go singing "Hands" by Jewel (diadeloro and moxiemuse)
6. starin' at the cracks in the walls, 'cause I'm waiting for it all to come to an end
7. it's true that I stole your lighter
8. and does your conscience ever mention the way that you treat me
9. but what if i'm a mermaid in these jeans of his with her name still on it "Silent All These Years" by Tori Amos (offbalance)
10. you're still written in my days, all the pages coming back to me "West Point" by Jonatha Brooke (lilithchilde)