Gosh, I really don't update often enough. And since my calendar is fairly bare, here-I-go-a-condensing-again.
That audition went nowhere. And I don't even care!
On the 5th, Darby slept over for the weekend. Free show (Hoosier Poet, yesss) and fried pickles and secret trips to do secret things (ha!) and visits with Allison and her boy = awesome. The whole weekend was too much fun.
The 7th (Sunday) marked my first of NINE consecutive days of shifts. Highlights include working 10-5 that Friday (12th) and 10-6 on Saturday...and not dying was pretty cool, too. My feet felt like someone scored my ankles with a razor. Awesome. The 14th was a particularly crazy day, as it began with an 8am meeting at the Pancake House with my rep team, lasting until 12:30, making a quick stop at Kelsey's, working 1-5, then back to work on rep stuff until 9 or 10 pm. Also very awesome.
Oh, did I mention? I'm a Welcome Week residence rep again. This time for Moulton Hall - going co-ed for the first time, oooh. We're the Moulton Red Bulls this year, bahaha (HOW PERFECT IS THIS FOR ME. Seriously.) I'm looking forward to complaining about how absolutely exhausted and physically drained I am. I actually mean that.
Anyway, the 15th was my last of those nine consecutive days of work. I had planned to go home for a few days after that, and had asked my dad to pick me up after work that night. Well, plans shift, and I didn't have any time to pack that day. Without even a moment taken to consider my situation, he pretty much flipped out on me. I cried a lot, which obviously sucked. Nine days can lead up to massive emotional drainage, I learned.
Despite how draining it all was, though...it was nice to learn that I got a raise. :) Hooray!
I came to my house that night to discover all of the furniture gone from my living room. When will it be replaced? Only time will tell, I suppose. My dad told me they got rid of it all a few weeks ago, though. That bugs me, but what can I do, really...
The 16th (Tuesday) brought a visit to my cousin's house. He's at the height of his two-year-old-terror stage and I can't get enough of it. So hyper! So much energy! I loved hearing him laugh so much. Also hilarious: watching my dad bounce a beach ball off of his forehead sooo many times, and hearing him laugh louder each time, just before chasing after it. Also: watching he and William run right into each other while chasing after the ball, and laughing hysterically while still down (oh GOD so funny). Also: Michael tossing sand all over me while we dug in his sandbox together, and not even realizing it. Oh, and Diana's getting so big! She's just as pudgy as Michael was as a baby, haha. I adore her. She was teething, though, so she was super-fussy. Gosh I love those kids.
I went to the dentist the following day. Mention of my bratty bratty first years of life, as per usual. (Haha yesss). Mention of my "perfect teeth," as per usual. "Probably my best patient," "probably the best teeth we've ever seen," and so on. I mentioned my raise, and he said that it didn't surprise him that I got one (talk about wonderful compliments).
What got me most, though, was his story about my mother visiting a short while prior to my visit. (A day? A few days? I'm not sure.) He said that he mentioned my name to her, and that "she absolutely beamed at the mention of [my] name."
I can't describe how warm that made me feel to hear. How warm it makes me feel to think about it...
Later that afternoon, my mom dropped me off at the parking lot by the Ford Plant to meet up with Sam!!! I can't get enough of that lady. But, before I go off on another tangent... :)
We swung by her work to pick up her paycheck. Then, we stopped by Sears to visit her mom. As we talked to her, a couple walked by, saying something like "we found the bear!" So of course, Sam and I were like...bear? What? So her mom explained that the portrait studio had this bear with a tag on it, and they'd hide it somewhere in the store - then they'd make an announcement about it. If you found it, you'd see that the tag said that it was lost, and that you could return him to the portrait studio for a reward. A sitting.
...Of course, this was instantly our mission.
We sat in a display bed and watched the Garfield movie (soundless, no less) while we hawkeyed the studio. Finally, the bear emerged...in the hand of a lady, walking off to hide him again. We casually followed, walking among the merchandise, parallel to the pathway she travelled down. As she walked back toward the studio, the lady and I totally made eye contact. I smiled like a dork. She smiled knowingly. As we neared the corner of the merchandise we were walking through, we saw the bear...his legs tucked under some mens' shirts. "Act casual!" I said. We hung around and tried, but our excitement got the better of us - we grabbed him and hid on the floor. Giggling uncontrollably, at that! We thought it was too soon - we wanted to at least wait for them to announce that the bear was missing, right? Well, we were on the floor by a rack of ladies' nightgowns...so we grabbed one and wrapped the bear up like a baby. Of course...come on.
So we went to her mom's department again, and showed her that we found it. She encouraged us to take him over right away - why wait? she said. Go, go! her coworker said. We did; the lady said you two were following me, weren't you? We said no, no...we were just heading in your general direction... :)
We got a free sitting! And we're getting a couple of very cute 5x7s in the mail for each of us. :D
I saw Sam's house for the first time. It definitely feels cottage-like. Also: Sam's dog Larry is supercute! I went to Scott's house to hang out for a bit while Sam did some job-y stuff for the FP. I drank very putrid, very strong wine. [snicker] Scott said it tasted like wine mixed with vodka...I'd have to agree. His room is amazing - as is his house! That boy lives in a palace.
That night was the kickoff night for Murdered City. Special Noise and Pyramid Culture opened for Ninja High School. Enjoyable performances by all! During NHS' set, everyone started dancing like crazy. Then, on the stage. Then, on the streets! At one point, one of the NHS boys had crawled up on top of the door. I was...really rather drunk. So much dancing! It didn't last long enough though. Grrr. I remember Scott and Sam stealing the microphones after almost everyone else had filtered out of the room, and laying down along the edge of the stage, giggling at whatever songs they were singing bits of. Too much fun.
Sam, Nikki, and I slept in Sam's van that night, in the parking lot near the Ford Plant. They slept in the back, seats folded down; I, in the front passenger seat, feet up against the dashboard. I woke up a few times, my body begging me to readjust. Because of this, I got to watch the sun rise in flashes. Too gorgeous.
At around 7am, we were all awake somehow. Sam decided that we should get our final hours of rest at her house. As she drove, I was still slouched far, far down in the seat, blanket over me, pillow under my head. And as she drove, I watched the sky and clouds pass over us - I watched rays of light stretch lazily above us, waking up slowly and drowsily just like I was, that day.
That was my summer moment, this summer.
We went up to Sam's room and Larry came to play with us for a bit. Sleeping felt really cozy that morning.
That day, Sam and Niki and I went to use my coupon to get a really cheap large pizza from Pizza Pizza. Then I secretly, sneakily got to keep the coupon. >:) I went in the store barefoot. HAH.
We picked up Chelsea and went to play in a waterfall. Then we screamed over it...and it felt so good. Standing under it was really overwhelming, but so amazing! Lots of pictures were taken - hopefully they turn out okay!
That night the Bicycles opened. Haha, cute. Met up with Rick shortly thereafter, and he came to his first Ford Plant show! I was so happy to see him that night. Ohbijou played next. So gorgeous. Then came the Fembots. I nearly burst when they played Prison Memoirs Of An Anarchist. I sang along...yeah, I'm a big nerd that way. Jim Guthrie played next, and was phenomenal. He asked for a sip of my lime slushie, haha. (I always feel bad eating/drinking away in front of anyone - bands included - so I always offer what I've got anyway!) Rick had to leave early, awww. But that was okay, even getting to see him that night was fun! Cuff The Duke ended the night...oh my, so beautiful. Singing along with them (and subsequently, the rest of the audience) always feels so right.
Friday morning, Sam drove me back to Hamilton for work. That was SO so hard on my body, but you just have to do these things! Took the bus back to Brantford that evening...and totally got caught in a downpour on the way there. I changed in the washroom at the GO station! Haha. Such an adventure...I completely passed out on the trip.
Got a superawesomebig surprise when I arrived - JENA was waiting for me! I haven't seen that girl in ages!! So much fun with that lady. Sam came and picked us up, and I begged her to make a quick run to her house...I really needed to get all my stuff in the dryer. We did, and worried everyone senseless back at the Ford Plant, ha, oops...
Pardon My Goat opened that night. Their singer sounds like a velociraptor, haha. The instrument stuff wasn't all that bad, though. Singthatyellthatspell played next. I FINALLY got to see them! Oh gosh, so good. Oakley Hall played next and were pretty cute. S.S. Cardiacs played next...and after what Jeff and Mandy said about Jessie's voice and how high it gets, I couldn't get it out of my head. That sucked, haha. Their drummer was great to watch though - so very energetic! Then, the Constantines played...ohhh crap, I was so tired and getting way way way too hot, but I still danced sooo much. Those boys don't know how to disappoint.
The next morning, Sam drove me to the bus station, and I went back to Hamilton for work again. That majorly sucked. Moral of the story, don't rely on a favor that's still in word-stage. Yikes. I started to feel really, reeeally sick throughout that shift...no good. I took the bus back to Brantford again, though...and I passed out on the way there, yet again, and felt alright when I woke up a short while afterwards.
Made a quick stop to Admiral's for some greasy starchy love for my belly. Shared a lot of it with a lot of people...barely eating all day still didn't grant me the ability to finish them all off! Haha.
Republic Of Safety opened. Maggie sang right to me - so cute! We're Marching On played next...I enjoyed them far, far too much. Then the Sourkeys played, and when they played Sick Since Sunday I'm pretty sure I danced harder than I did for any other song during the festival. Scott and I went crazy together, haha! The Vermicious Knid played next, and I danced a lot more. The Wooden Stars closed off the night, and I was just so overwhelmed by their beautiful music.
Then, on Sunday, there was a free "secret" show beside the Grand River! Too pretty. Jon Rae and the Choir played...and the weather and music and everything was just so perfect. Wonderful. Magical.
I made Scott join me on a walk after the show, much to Sam's confusion I bet, haha. I wanted to buy Sam some thank-you presents! Scott bought her a Bingo scratch ticket, and I got her a pack of four star candles, and a little chocolate sundae ice cream cup...sooo good...got one for myself, too. :) She really liked it all. I like seeing that girl smile!
Amanda took the bus out to Sam's house so she wouldn't spend the day alone. She didn't really know anyone aside from me, but that went just fine. We played with Shmee (hampster) for a fair bit. I miss having a hampster, I must admit. Awww. We all made dinner together - corn on the cob and mashed potatoes and perogies and...ahhh, it was all just so good. Sometime later in the night, we went off to Admiral's on someone's suggestion/desire. I basically went to take fries from whomever wanted to buy them, hahaha. I recognized the Wolf Parade boys come in, just as we were leaving...but I suddenly became far too nerdy to introduce myself. Haha, oh me...
That night, Zefangus opened the show. They're pretty fun! Silent Film Soundtrack played next, and made me dance a lot. Magneta Lane played next, and...Sam and I went and got her a tea, haha. Meh, boring. Then controller.controller played and ohhhhhhh gosh, did I ever dance...Scott finally got to see them perform live! Then Wolf Parade played. I preferred them in the Ford Plant, being a smaller venue and all. Hilarious look-alike conversations ensued (Paul totally called it - Johnny Depp + John Mayer!); also, "Steve Buscemi" (har) told me (and then the audience, later) that he had airplane vodka in his can of Red Bull. GOSH THEIR MUSIC IS SO GOOD!
Katy peed on the sidewalk in front of KFC way late that night. Oh man...
The next day Sam drove me to the bus station. She gave me a big hug and we said goodbye. I miss her already! I CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF THAT LADY. :) No, really! I can't!
I spent Monday doing a ridiculous amount of chores. I should've put the recycling out earlier, 'cause it's piling up like crazy now...oops, haha.
Yesterday Paul stopped by to visit, and we went to set up an appointment for the tattoo he's getting - which, by the way, is fucking gorgeous. That made me late for work though, and despite my dorky attempt to avoid it, I felt bad about it. I opened the store today, so I tried to do a lot to make up for yesterday. I got a lot done, so that's good.
Shortly, I'm heading over to campus to watch a screening of our production of Trojan Women, and also The Taming Of The Shrew, both of which Steve videotaped and put on DVD. I'm excited! And...hesitant to watch myself cry like crazy. Egh!
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I've got another letter to start writing...um, typing...tonight.
Just past halfway, now.
I like this. :)
