a comedy of earplugs

a comedy of errors, translated into hebrew and playing at the camerie theatre: brilliant acting, exquisite use of set and props, and most of the translations were inspired, even though the localization to ars (chav) was horrible. egeon's "chorus" was entirely unnecessary.

overall impression: meh. but not bad, all things considered.

dinner at cafeneto was pleasant - i haven't been there in the longest time - and was followed by fast shopping (we've barely been out of the house during the last few stormy days). i then went to an ex-teammate's birthday party at hemingway's - that's the second time i've been there, and *boy* am i glad that i remembered to take earplugs with me. i don't know how everyone else could stand the noise level, and the music's not even interesting.

i stayed long enough for a quick drink, then came home expecting to advance with my paper. only the system that was being troublesome all day hasn't settled down. something's wrong, i don't have a clue what it is, and i'm tired of this shit.