Notes on Lesbians

Happy President's Day, followers of my blog. I trust your weekends involved many strippers and pendulous bosoms.

My weekend started off to a lovely cultured note on Friday evening as Jason and I attended the Handel and Haydn Society's performance of Mozart's Symphony No. 39 and his Requiem. There was another piece they started with...a very short, albeit quite moving one...but I don't recall the name at the moment. I highly recommend going to see this group perform, as they were incredibly talented. I always love going to the symphony and am determined this year to make it more of a regular occurence. There's something innately satisfying to me to get gussied up and mingle with the sophisticated crowds who frequent Symphony Hall. Though I lack the knowledge of music to really be able to appreciate the finer points of what makes say Mozart's music superior, I do enjoy trying to broaden my understanding along with like-minded people.

Plus, the acoustics in that place are magnificent. There's nothing quite like hearing the angelic sopranos chime in during the middle part of the Confutatis. Or hearing those first measures of the Lacrimosa. Beautiful.

So after we hob-nobbed with Boston's well dressed symphony-goers, we retired to a little Mass Effect and Devil May Cry 4. This was, in short, the foundation upon which our weekend was built, as we spent a LOT of time playing both of these games. And rightfully so, as they are gorgeous games and let us alternate between a fully engaging universe in one and badassery with a go-go gadget demon arm in the other. I highly recommend DMC4 if you have a PS3. To summarize the game in the immortal words of Tara:

"Nero should go swimming. Or something. Naked." - Tara

To which I can only reply, yes...yes he should. Rawr. You know that demon arm has got a few tricks up its sleeve in bed.

Hoo-ey!

So anyway. On Saturday I finally got around to going to my very first Yoga class. And I'm pleased to say that Baby's First Yoga was a wonderful experience. It recalled to me the Zen meditation I did Freshman year of college and sadly got out of the habit of doing. Incredibly relaxing, but a bit more challenging than just sitting on a pillow breathing. I am determined to make it a part of my usual routine because I felt better coming out of that than I ever have after a strenuous workout on the treadmill. I shot Sharon an email afterwards telling her how much I loved it and she suggested some DVDs and books from her instructor, Rodney Yee, so I bought those on Amazon this morning. Super psyched to get them and try them out at home.

So after that, we all went to iParty and bought some stuffs for the Oscar party this weekend. Should be good times. Sunday was a blur of DMC4 and Mass Effect, followed up by A Mighty Heart (which was quite good, especially Angelina's stellar performance) and Moonstruck (with the ever-delightful Olympia Dukakis and Cher). God bless weekend movie marathons.

In other news, I was just introduced to Carrie Underwood's latest video masterpiece: All-American Girl. Please, please go watch this immediately. I died. She's hysterical. I love how tongue-in-cheek she is about everything. Given that she's 100% manufactured pop music, that's a necessity.

Oh, while I'm on the topic, everyone should go buy k.d. lang's new cd, Watershed. She's back with a vengeance with this cd. Truly stunning and her voice sounds better than ever in my opinion. At the very least, check out the live version of her single, I Dream of Spring. She's got a downright sexy voice and is able to carry such emotion in it, which is quite the rarity. I am SO sad that she's gonna be here this weekend and I won't be able to see her. Silly k.d.

Anyhoo, that's all for now people. Back to the grind. On the slate for tonight: laundry, coupled with some exploration of The Citadel in Mass Effect. I have a lot of assignments to do there so that I can get the achievement for having Liara in my party for most of the game. And so I can continue to lesbian-seduce her. Word.