All about the triumph of intellect and romance

Two funny things that happened to me this afternoon:

1. I went to choir, and everyone was pretty tired/not in a singing mood. Result? We sounded horrible/off-key for a good thirty minutes, especially the sopranos. After six or eight repetitions of the same measure, our choir director had this to say: "Um, sopranos, if you could just take this piece home and learn these notes, that would be great. The other choir members would really appreciate it. *pauses for a minute.* As well as the congregation. *pause* And, ultimately, God." 

Well, we all improved after that. It's not like we were under pressure, or anything.   :)

2. As I was walking back from the parking lot to the dorm, I met dozmuffinxc on the way back and we stopped to chat. While walking and talking, a car full of people passed by us. One guy leaned out of the window of the car and yelled "Nerds! Go study in the library!" as it passed. We paused, realized how stupid he sounded, and kept going. However, the same guy kept randomly yelling "nerds" at us until the car had driven too far away for us to hear him.

Lesson? At this point, we are all well out of sixth grade (last time I checked, that is), but there are, apparently, some guys who still hang out there if they've got some spare time. They should probably stop doing so. Sheesh.

Anyway, it was a laugh, and I thought I'd share. Back to doing nothing *cough* I mean, studying for my gigantic and impossibly hard exam (read: multiple choice and already-seen quiz questions.)

For those of you who haven't memorized bits and pieces of Hamlet, that's what we finished watching today. Five hours of watching this movie, however, though it's probably my second-favorite Shakespeare play and I love it dearly, is just too much to take. Whew. I need to do something else for awhile.

Also, I can appreciate that Ken has surrounded himself with such a good cast of actors, (save for the random appearances of Jack Lemmon, Billy Crystal and Robin Williams -- that was more than a little incongruous with the rest of the play/cast) and is a decent actor himself. (Though I sometimes think he's too melodramatic or forced in his performances.) I'm glad he wants to be accurate with the scriptwriting and be true to the original and unabridged play. Honestly, though, it's probably good we've finished it and that we're watching King Lear tomorrow. Because I had stopped paying attention after Ophelia died. When we got to the dueling scene between Laertes and Hamlet, I was basically sitting there thinking, "Okay, somebody start getting slain already so we can finish this domino effect of death and I can go eat lunch."

Besides that, nothing much else is happening here, except that I'm driving to Jamestown for a checkup with my doctor this afternoon. Hopefully she doesn't cut me for eating lots and lots of junky food. 

Oh, and the best part about King Lear tomorrow? It's starring JAMES EARL JONES as Lear, whee! As my prof. pointed out this morning, "I would listen to that man read the phone book and pay money for it, he's such a good actor." To which I said, amen.