Yay! Hurrah, hurrah for cybercafes! This one is just about a block down from where I take my classes, making it significantly further away from the NYU Library I've used previously, but it's worth it. Zip access. Muah. And you never know how much you love rightclicking until it's taken away. For some unfathomable reason, it's deactivated at the NYU Library. And here, the monitor is big and shiny and happy, at a really really high resolution. Priscellie is in love. Of course, the realization that I have to pay to be with the computer I love draws worrying parallels to places of ill repute, so we're not even going to go there.

Anyway, as I may have said previously, I've been diligently writing weblog entries in a text file on Jimmy, with the hope of eventually saving them to a zip disk and uploading them to CoL when I found a computer a Zip drive. Here are the entries! Hurrah! Now here we goooooooo..... Posted in reverse order, as to mesh happily with the standard blogger style.


6-30-02, 10:46AM

Woo! I'm in New York! *dances* Unfortunately, I have no internet connection. Grr. I think I'll type my weblog entries in a text file for the time being, then find a Cybercafe and upload them every so often. You won't be hearing from me much, but at least we'll have some means of communication.

My sister and I came up yesterday, arrived around 7, and walked about Times Square, looking for a movie theatre to pass the evening. My sister hadn't seen Episode II, so I took her there. In the previews, we saw the trailer for the Dear-God-NO!-inducing "Country Bears". I told my sister "See? This is what you'll get if you don't support Lilo and Stitch. She assured me she'd force her friends to see it. Good girl. Episode II was a nice choice, as we had watched Moulin Rouge on Jimmy on the plane, so we had quite the Ewan!fest. Nice Ewan. We heart Ewan. Yay. It was amazing how much detail I noticed in the movie [Moulin Rouge, of course] that I hadn't seen before. Because my laptop has a dinky sound system and we could barely hear the dialogue and music over the sound of the plane (of course, we practically have the movie memorized, so it didn't matter much), we put a lot more focus into the images Baz gave us. Absolutely unbelieveably gorgeous. All of you have to go out and see this movie again. Gravy, I heart Moulin Rouge.

And now, this morning, I'm all checked in and ready to roll. I was overjoyed during my taxi ride over as I spotted the Barnes & Noble and Fye (a CD and movie store) less than a block away [edit: actually, it's one crosstown block away, which is like two or three normal blocks. Bah]. Priscellie is spoiled. Of course, I already have ten thousand books on my "To Read During the Summer" list, so I'll hardly need to stop at a Barnes and Noble any time soon. Maybe I'll stock up on Gaiman to prepare myself for the 11th. I still haven't read Sandman, which is shameful, considering how many online friends have grabbed me by the virtual collar and screamed in my face "YOU MUST READ THIS BOOK!". Indeed.

I need to find a listing of the stuff showing in New York so that I can decide what to see. Urinetown, Chicago, Into The Woods, and others come highly regarded. I shall investigate. In the meantime, I'm also compiling a list of really silly musicals I see advertised. The winner so far is The Prince and the Pauper, while my last trip's winner was The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. I look forward to the day when people like me will laugh and sneer at a marquee advertising Men at Arms. Muah.

My dorm has no air conditioning and all but one of the windows are painted shut. Percy help us.