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We went to New York on Saturday, with the requisite Broadway show and shopping on Fifth Avenue and the South Street seaport. Three guesses which show I saw, and the last two don't count.

That's right, Phantom of the Opera. Maybe I've been spoiled by how good the soundtrack is, but IMNSHO they absolutely butchered the music... at very least, they overdid the vibrato. And overacted. And made the whole thing sound like an opera--Carlotta's wailing is quite enough for me without Christine doing it too, thank you very much. If you want to see it, wait until they get new leads or at least a new musical director. On the upside, I did shell out an extortionate amount of money to buy the sheet music and a t-shirt. I'm still in love with the play, I just don't like the way they performed it.

There is a mouse or very noisy insect in my room. It's squeaking so loudly that I couldn't get to sleep and had to move my bed into an empty room. I am now very pissed, as are the counselors who keep forgetting I'm sleeping somewhere else and banging for ten minutes on my original door at wakeup.

Sunday was a tour of the Eastern State Penitentary. I have nothing to say on the subject, except that the cells were about the same size as the rooms we have at camp.

I have a new sudden, random, burning desire to learn Arabic. I have no idea why. Possibly because I'm left handed and I'm sick of smudging the paper when I write. Possibly because we watch all these videos on the Middle East in history class and it would amuse me to not rely so much on the subtitles when they interviewed people. Possibly because people accuse me of being a Nazi when I say I'm taking German and a Commie when I say I'm going to learn Russian, and I might as well add 'terrorist' to the list. Possibly because I am a complete and utter loony. In any case, I'll add it to the list of lanugages I want to learn--hmm, let's see, that would bring it up to--*counts* Russian, Italian, Arabic, Turkish, Japanese, Hebrew, Latin, Dutch--eight, not counting French and German, and possibly Swedish if I feel like it. *snicker* I am a dork, oh yes.

Saw Pirates of the Caribbean again yesterday. I was endlessly distracted by how much I hate that wench's hair and makeup. Why is it that in seemingly every movie showing this summer, all the women have some combination of--mix 'n' match--[bleached/highlighted] coloured, [layered/artificially wavy/face-framing] cut hair, [tanned/flawless/shiny] skin, and the exact same style of eye makeup? Seems to me that Miss Swan had all of those traits, and it pissed me off so much I couldn't even smirk at Johnny Depp in eyeliner. Honestly. It's almost as bad as the stupid Christina Aguilera skin-tanned-so-dark-you-think-she's-trying-to-be-black with hair bleached so many times it'll break off if you twist it. Not only is it unhealthy, it's butt-ugly. Hair should not be lighter than skin. Urgh. Thus concludes the shallow appearance rant of the week. Have a nice day.

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We went to New York on Saturday, with the requisite Broadway show and shopping on Fifth Avenue and the South Street seaport. Three guesses which show I saw, and the last two don't count.

That's right, Phantom of the Opera. Maybe I've been spoiled by how good the soundtrack is, but IMNSHO they absolutely butchered the music... at very least, they overdid the vibrato. And overacted. And made the whole thing sound like an opera--Carlotta's wailing is quite enough for me without Christine doing it too, thank you very much. If you want to see it, wait until they get new leads or at least a new musical director. On the upside, I did shell out an extortionate amount of money to buy the sheet music and a t-shirt. I'm still in love with the play, I just don't like the way they performed it.

There is a mouse or very noisy insect in my room. It's squeaking so loudly that I couldn't get to sleep and had to move my bed into an empty room. I am now very pissed, as are the counselors who keep forgetting I'm sleeping somewhere else and banging for ten minutes on my original door at wakeup.

Sunday was a tour of the Eastern State Penitentary. I have nothing to say on the subject, except that the cells were about the same size as the rooms we have at camp.

I have a new sudden, random, burning desire to learn Arabic. I have no idea why. Possibly because I'm left handed and I'm sick of smudging the paper when I write. Possibly because we watch all these videos on the Middle East in history class and it would amuse me to not rely so much on the subtitles when they interviewed people. Possibly because people accuse me of being a Nazi when I say I'm taking German and a Commie when I say I'm going to learn Russian, and I might as well add 'terrorist' to the list. Possibly because I am a complete and utter loony. In any case, I'll add it to the list of lanugages I want to learn--hmm, let's see, that would bring it up to--*counts* Russian, Italian, Arabic, Turkish, Japanese, Hebrew, Latin, Dutch--eight, not counting French and German, and possibly Swedish if I feel like it. *snicker* I am a dork, oh yes.

Saw Pirates of the Caribbean again yesterday. I was endlessly distracted by how much I hate that wench's hair and makeup. Why is it that in seemingly every movie showing this summer, all the women have some combination of--mix 'n' match--[bleached/highlighted] coloured, [layered/artificially wavy/face-framing] cut hair, [tanned/flawless/shiny] skin, and the exact same style of eye makeup? Seems to me that Miss Swan had all of those traits, and it pissed me off so much I couldn't even smirk at Johnny Depp in eyeliner. Honestly. It's almost as bad as the stupid Christina Aguilera skin-tanned-so-dark-you-think-she's-trying-to-be-black with hair bleached so many times it'll break off if you twist it. Not only is it unhealthy, it's butt-ugly. Hair should not be lighter than skin. Urgh. Thus concludes the shallow appearance rant of the week. Have a nice day.