Sore and Length
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Yesterday was so very long, and I am now so very sore. My body aches and pops as I move about the house, and I think I may end up napping some more before the afternoon arrives.
Snowboarding was glorious. How I managed to get a warm, sunny, nice snow Saturday on Grouse without anyone else being there is totally beyond me but sometimes you just take coincidences as the gifts they are and just run with it. Sometimes, I boarded over to an empty chair lift and went up alone. Weeeeird, but awesome. I also met this nice guitar playing accountant father who I ended up ripping up the mountain with. He was nice, hopefully he'll drop me a line again sometime.
The Magic Flute was great. I have a list of technical criticisms that are perhaps a mile long, but they are all really minor (even if the list is really long). However, (with the notable exception of Pamina's introduction, what-the-fuck?) the singing was good and even (no one dwarfed anyone else: I hate when that happens), the acting was good (opera-good, to be clear), and the cultural fusion was impeccable. Also, Papageno rocks my socks. Everything from his acting, his physicality, and his singing were spot-on.
Also, I've been having bizarrely normal dreams lately. Not completely weird, as they have been having that flavour of this is something complicated that could happen in Christopher's life but the complete absence of brutal mind-scarring nightmares is definately a plus!
Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: Autorickshaw - Saraswati (song d/l)