broadcast me a joyful noise

The cheapest tickets to Tori Amos's two Sydney shows are $100.

I love my country for many things, but the staggeringly high price of tickets to imported musical concerts is not one of them :( No Tori for me.

~

BUT in more cheerful news, my mother & brother are in town because of the Australian Figure Skating Championships. I watched my brother's long program last night, and it was such a good skate! His steps and spins were all fantastic and he didn't get any deductions, and he missed his double axel but didn't double-foot the landing so his points were still okay, and he landed a fantastic double-toe double-loop combo, and the judges completely fluffed up the comparative presentation scores because of some inexplicable bias for another guy whose skate was pretty mediocre, grr hiss. Some of the boys in his division had gorgeous choreo and really interesting spins, though; I really love watching the Nationals because the ACT has such a tiny amount of male skaters.

And then this morning Mum & I went shopping in the city and she bought me a strapless Kenji Urban summer dress <333 It has CRANES on it. I will take a photo of it at some point.

Ow ow ow ow fucking ow.

(This concludes our weekly Saturday morning post-skating moan session.)

For my own reference, a list of things to get done before the 21st party I'm going to tonight:

- clean bathrooms
- wrap present & write in card
- finish writing out neuroanatomy notes
- read articles on surgical treatment of congenital spinal disorders
- choreograph step sequence

But right now, I am going to coddle my pulled muscle and watch the new episodes of House and Avatar.

Michelle Trachtenberg is in a movie about figure skating.

<3

I skated for eight years. I'm not entirely pathetic. Well, okay, maybe I am. It's a frigging Disney movie, after all. She appears to play Dawn, only with skates. And in the preview she lands a triple toe loop simply by (apparently) calculating the aerodynamics on paper. Which is, um, kind of NOT POSSIBLE.

*is dork*

And I don't care how godawful the Constantine movie looks (and it kind of does) - it has Rachel Weisz in it. I'm there.

*is also shallow*