That sums it up pretty nicely. It's no wonder time freaking flies--when you live in a cycle. Sometimes, I feel like my life has become Groundhog Day. Now all I need is Bill Murray in the seat next to me on my drive to work: "Don't drive angry!"
I've had a fairly eventful past few days, that's for sure. Let's start with the humiliation that was Thursday.
If you are in the pop-culture know (or are a 14 year old girl), you are aware that on Thursday at midnight, the second installment of the Twilight Saga was released
And yes. I was there. Carmen had to go at midnight--which is fine. I did it for Star Wars (remember that Beth--standing in those lines with all those guys hoping that the tix wouldn't sell out??) re-releases and the newer ones, too (The old ones are by far the best..and there is just something amazing about hearing that John Williams score. However, the best thing about the new movies? Ewan McGregor...), so I understand the desire to be "the first". Except we were like the first 1000 + to see this thing.
First off, it was a clusterfuck of madness. If the theater manager had worked for me--I would have fired them. Lines that made no sense, (you had to stand in line to pick up pre-paid tickets along with people who hadn't bought tickets...what in the hell is the point of that?), clearly not enough help at concessions (lines were over 40 mins long at the front one, I stood in line for 25 at the back one), and filth. The normally very clean Rave theater was disgustingly filthy. Sticky floors, dirty carpets, not so bad but could have been better bathrooms. Blech.
And screaming women (ages ranged from 5 to 60) EVERYWHERE. Women old enough to be my mom wearing "Team Edward" and "Team Jacob" shirts. And boys doing the same. Talk about disturbing. I know I pissed a woman in line off when I turned to Carmen and said at one point "I'm so glad our parents had sense. When I was 12 there is no way in hell they would let me go to a movie at midnight when I had to go to school the next day." I mean what's more important--school or a freaking movie? So they'll be pissed--step up and be a damn parent! Say NO to your damn children! I should mention this haggard looking woman had a gaggle of giggling little girls with her. She kept giving me the stink eye after my little speech. And you know I gave it right back. Idiot. Your children will grow up to be morons. Thanks ahead of time for that!
So we get to our seats (not bad, actually--except that they were kind of broken and wobbly), and I tell Carm that I have to have a real Coke and some popcorn if I'm going to make it through this debacle (no nap--that means Rhea was sleepy). I asked her if she wanted anything. Her response: "Ask them if they have any dignity. Or pride. Maybe both." She was kidding of course, but I really did think about asking for it when I ordered my snacks. The look of terror/horror/genuine fear on the girl's face led me to believe that she was not the person who would appreciate my attempts at wit, so I let it slide.
Movie plays, it's not bad. Not like the first one--which was ok. I have read the books, and they, with the exception of the last one, are pretty good. Do I feel the need to own them, the film, or any of the other stuff? Nope. I'm good. Besides, I can always borrow them from Carmen : ) Was it worth getting home after 3 am and having to be at work by 8 the next day? Hmm. Probably not.
So Friday wasn't as bad as I thought--I wasn't exhausted until Saturday night, so this is good. Got to leave work early as my check engine light came on (Do you know they wanted to charge me 87.50 for a diagnostic at the dealership?!?! Do I look stupid or something? As soon as I said I would just go across the street to AutoZone, they changed their tune..). Apparently it's my thermostat--the car isn't getting warm enough? I've never heard of such a thing, and they said they could fix it for 127.50. Or I got the book out, looked it up, bought the thermostat for 11.50 + tax and fixed the damn thing myself. How handy am I? Damn handy. Changed the air filter while I was at it, too. When sharing this information, I was told this is why I can't get a boyfriend--they know I really don't need a man around. While I am adept at most manual tasks, well, let's put it this way, a girl can't do everything by herself.....but back to Friday.
After getting the spiel from the dealership, I headed up to Amy's house and we headed out to the International Festival. I ate yummy masala and a samosa (yum), had some cultural fun watching dancers, looking at all the stuff, and bought myself a Japanese good luck cat. It has kittens on it, too. Very cute. And it better work.
Saturday was supposed to be the day I put together the blanket that I'm making for my aunt and uncle for x-mas, but that didn't happen due to my mother. We went shopping and she spent her money--I chauffeured. I left home around 11:30, didn't get back until after nine. So much for that day.
Sunday was the football viewing party (of which I did not watch much football...YOU'RE WELCOME COLTS FANS--cause if I had, Baltimore would be very happy today). I was supposed to go to a lecture at the museum around 4, too, but time got away from me and I looked down and it was after 4:30! Oops. So Amy and I went to Target where again, she shopped and I drove. (However, Target once again carries Kids and Pets!! This is the best stuff ever for stains, carpets, etc. Of course I bought some!) Got back to her house and watched the story of my life, aka "The Holiday", and then I headed home. Ooh! Don't anyone ever tell you those card things for discounts aren't worth it! My Qdoba card got me a free burrito last night. How awesome is that?
And now it is Monday of a Holiday week. At least I don't have to be here all day on Wednesday.
Is it Wednesday yet?
Please?
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