Today, went to the statue of Liberty to take more Fee-wannabe shots. Was v. amused to think about how we replace French Fries and Toast with Freedom and/or Liberty Fries and Toast, yet the very symbol of our freedom was a gift from the French. Har.

Rolls of film used on this trip now at an even 30. Kill me. Must recruit all family members with giant 4-reel tanks to develop this.

Predicted Future Conversation:

Mrs. Yoshii: Did anyone get anything done over spring break?

Classmates: Are you kidding! I was working on my tan!

Me: Actually, I shot 30 rolls of film.

Classmates: Weugh?

Me: ::the sound of a person being viciously attacked::

Meanwhile, I’m a bit disappointed that I haven’t been able to photograph at any protest marches. I hesitate to even suggest it, because my parents don’t look too fondly upon them. Ah well. Maybe I can find one in Dallas sometime. Heck, I have enough film to develop.

Priscilla v. hormonal today.

Note to self: Lock yourself in a windowless box the entire week before the red tide. Otherwise, bad things happen.

But I’m actually rather happy, because if I’m having my period now, on schedule, then I’ll probably be out in time for “Man of La Mancha”! Huzzah!

And to think that people thought I was cheating on the City Watch character selector when I said I was profoundly affected by a monthly cycle. Hah!

&lt/stuff you didn’t want to know&gt

Pretty! But curiously berefit of plot detail.

Actual, real, true, unfabricated, geniune conversation that Priscilla certainly did not just make up:

Mary GrandPre: Okay, Jo. I’m ready to start the cover for OOP. Give me some juicy tidbits and plot outline and character details so I can made a lovely cover with curious details that will tantalize the awaiting fans!

JK Rowling: Meh, just draw a lot of candles.

Mark GrandPre: Okey-dokey!

EDIT: Har, I love Faith.

Yay, back in NYC! Tonight we see Urinetown, huzzah.

Yesterday, we went to the Eastern State Penitentiary, were my mom worked her keen feminie wiles (not really) and got us in, alone, even though during winter it’s only open on weekends. So we had the entire prison to ourselves to photograph! It’s absolutely gorgeous. The paint is peeling off the walls and the cells are long-since abandoned. A James Fee favourite–the guard told us that he brings his classes by twice a year to photograph there. I shot ungodly amounts of film (10 rolls of 24 exp in 1h15), so I should have quite a bit to pick from when I get home. Better to shoot too much than too little, har.

And now, I’m going to lunch.

Jolly fun.

Elfwood comment of the day:

“I like all this work I’ve seen it else where and that makes me think that this is not all your work but I havent really looked into it so yeah…….”

Yay plagiarism!

Ah well. By this point, most of the stuff in my gallery is so old that I wouldn’t give a flip if Elfwood tried to delete it. It would give me an excuse to lay the smackdown on art thieves, which is always fun. But for now, a giant “meh” to the world in general will suffice. Yar.

I’m sorry, cow, I have to.

I know, I know, it’s rude

I shouldn’t work my problems out with food.

I’m sorry, pal, I’ve got to.

It’s either me or you. Fight or be beaten!

Eat or be eaten! Look what it makes me do.

::dies of cuteness:: My dad is the most adoreable person in the history of the universe. He got misty-eyed at the end of Feet of Clay. ::awwws:: I loff my daddy. And huzzah for the Good Ship C/A.

Meanwhile, I found the V/V banter at the end adoreable. Monica, I blame you.

::scowls:: Why didn’t anyone tell me that my blog layout breaks down on Macs? Hisssssss. Must fix when I get home.

Meanwhile, I’m quite pleased, because I originally thought I wouldn’t have net access when in Philly, but because I’m staying with one of my sister’s friends tonight, I get to use her computer while she’s out in a study group. Good gravy, I’m in love with this city! ::dies::

I got to meet with Becky Young, one of the photography instructors, who let me develop some of my film so that I could ensure I was getting the Fee-ish effects I desired. I absolutely love what I’ve developed so far! The fisheye lens is way too cool. Four rolls down, twelve to go. Well, sixteen rolls so far, plus whatever I shoot in the next few days. Mrs. Yoshii (my photography teacher) is going to be floored. Yay for overachievers! Hehe, the rest of my class hates me. XD

I also got to meet with Amy Calhoun, big cheese of the Digital Media Design program, who redefines coolness. She’s such a happy person — just being in her presence for two minutes is enough to make your whole day. She showed me the new animation/modeling facilities, in which dozens of cameras from four different angles plot the movement of specific points on the body, which can be translated onto a digital form, a la Gollum. I can’t wait to go to school here! Penn is a lifetime of dreams come true! ::dies of joy::

Edit: Oh! I forgot! Amy showed me a first-prize-winning short film some DMD students made about Ninjas. Too cool. They had Real Ultimate Power.