Bonnet shmonnet. Me and dis chick Sam at rehearsal on Friday.
Well this weekend was just as busy and drama-filled as I anticipated. The wake and funeral went as well as those things can go. After the funeral on Saturday I scooted home and had the perfect amount of time to shower, blow dry my hair, straighten it, eat some lunch quick, pack up my stuff, then run to dance. I was nervous about being late, especially when they had a lane closed on 394 and traffic backed up, but THEN I did something really clever: I was "that guy" who went in exit lane that bypasses traffic and then just got back on the highway. I'm not even a little bit sorry. I skipped the entire slowdown and made it to class on time.
I just went through a lot of trouble on google maps to try and figure out how to get a visual for this. Makes more sense? This isn't what the highway looks like anymore since they remodeled it like a year ago, but it's the same concept.
That was one of my big triumphs of Saturday. I was living a little bit in struggle city at dance since I hadn't been there in two weeks and apparently they had learned a new combination the week before. So I had to learn the combination from last week plus the add on that we were learning this week. It wasn't pretty, is all I can say. But the class was small because a lot of regulars didn't show up, and so I had space to flail. I went to Natalie's house afterwards to avoid driving all the way home then back downtown, and so we chilled for a bit and looked up more road trip destinations before getting ready. We met up with my friend Sara and went to The Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner, because apparently it's 5 minutes away from the U and specifically the Rarig? I had no idea, I was shocked and dismayed when mapquest told me that. But it was true! Win #2 of the day: paid $1.50 for parking. WOOP. Ate a whole lotta pasta, which was probably not the best idea right before a show, but it sure was delicious. Then I scooted off to the theatre, got my costume, and got makeshift dressed and hair in the bathroom. Our entire cast had taken over the bathroom, and every time someone would come in they would make an exclamation like, "Oh look! All of the pilgrims have come to town!" or "Looks like I've entered Salem!" Clever, Minnesotans, clever. Opening night went pretty well, minus a couple mistakes in the dance (and by a couple mistakes, I mean my friends told me it was painful to watch and the girl was just not holding her own with the guy), and we were a little tight on time, but we made it! The house lights were not brought up on us! Afterwards I chatted with my parents and Nat and Sara, and it was decided that Natalie, Sara, and I were gonna stay over at Sara's lakehouse for a post-show celebration. They ran to Sara's house to pick up pj clothes, and I stayed with my parents, got changed into normal clothes, and left. Win #4: didn't have to pay for parking; as I was leaving the ramp, the blocker thing at the end of it was open and so I just drove on by. I'm feelin' pretty good about everything and here's where the drama starts:
A little backstory first, a few weeks ago I had posted in the Friends feed that my group of girl friends from high school has on Facebook just being like, oh my show opens in a few weeks! I would love if any of you could come! And then Natalie commented on it just saying, "Sara and I are going on Saturday the 4th! Come with us etc etc" Apparently then Natalie and Sara had sent a message to some of the girls who are in town just saying, hey we're going this night, maybe we could all get together and go to dinner, the show, and then hang out afterwards. It would be nice and Lizzy would really appreciate it. Then my friend Noelle had written like, my cousins leaving the next day so I can't go to the show that night, but would I still be able to hang out afterwards? And Sara said yes. Flashforward to Saturday. I pull up to Sara's lakehouse and they're not there yet, so I'm about to call them when 4 cars pull up behind me. I was really confused because I didn't think anyone was coming but me, Sara, and Natalie and they were driving together. Out piles 4 of my other friends, who had chosen not to come to the show but made it excruciatingly clear that they had nothing better to do and jumped at the chance to come to Sara's lakehouse. It all just felt like a big screw you aimed at me, and granted none of them are really into theatre, but it doesn't seem like that big of a sacrifice to waste 60 minutes of your life at what is actually a pretty good show. They did give me the courtesy of asking, "how'd it go?" Oh wow! You remembered! My show opened tonight that I've been rehearsing for 3+ hours everyday for 6 weeks and, while you couldn't get your ass out of bed to sit and watch it for 1 hour, you could ask me how it went. Thanks, friends, I really appreciate it. Once Natalie and Sara finally got there, I went in a different room and hung out with them. Noelle came too, and said she's planning on coming to the show another night with her mom, which made me happy. I stayed for a while, but then just decided to go home before midnight because I was crabby and exhausted after getting up at 7 for the funeral and running around all day. When I got home I complained and cried in bed with my mom, then passed out for over 12 hours.
After waking up yesterday at 1:40 in the afternoon, I felt a lot better. The thing about these girls is they can just be really bitchy. If you have somehow "wronged" them in any way, they will do their best to hurt you back. I've never really gotten along super well with 2 of them who were there, but the other 2 were really surprising to me. Apparently one was mad at me because I didn't talk to her enough when we all went to dinner at Chino Latino? The fact that she wasn't sitting next to me couldn't have anything to do with me not talking to her, of course. I don't know. I have 3-4 really good friends in that group, and honestly the rest I'm less attached to. I spent the afternoon watching lots of tv: chopped and then SVU. Got ready for show #2, which started at 7. When 6 o'clock came around, I was ready to go. Alas, my dad had called earlier and asked if I wanted a coffee, and I did. 6:10 comes around, still no dad. 6:15, still no dad. I call and he says he's in his car. 6:20, he pulls in after taking his sweet time with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth (blech) and I'm off like a bullet. Made it from Wayzata to the Rarig, what is normally a 25 minute drive, in 15 minutes. I was going between 80 and 90 mph most of the time. It was pretty exhilarating, if not stressful. I pulled into the parking lot and speed walked from my car, and yet who do I pass on my way but the Russell fam, aka our directors. I felt less bad about being late, then. My hair was already done and I was wearing my dress, so I just had to bonnet up and set the candles, but someone else had already done that for me. Phew. My friend Hunter had brought a flask with him (lawl) so we cheered to Salem and took a pre show swig. I think the show, and dance specifically, went better on night 2. The initial jitters were gone and people were more comfortable in the space/with their costumes. Home after the show, and then Allie got back from her weekend Bachelorette party trip. They went to a pole dancing class on Saturday, and she was so sore that she could barely move. Like, she literally walked like a 106-year-old woman. It was pretty hilarious. Took some melatonin and managed to fall asleep around 11-11:30.
Not my best today. I've been having major closet blues, just not enjoying my options. My mom always says, "You need clothes like you need a hole in the head." But I disagree. The majority, or maybe 50%, of my clothes are old and too big. I need to clean my room and my closet again to see what's really there! I did earlier in the summer but it would appear that another sweep is necessary. Missed the Anniversary Sale :(
DER. Managed to get my hair straighter than I have in a long while. I think it's because here I can used my mom's awesome Chi iron, and also we have this heat activated spray that has kept it straight and luscious (does that descriptor apply here? I don't know).
I just have to get through this week of work, and then I have a 2 week breather of the road trip/LA. I'm SO so excited. We might go to AAA today to get those guidebooks, but we already have some winning stops lined up. Apparently there's a Pretty Lights concert around when we'd be in Colorado, so we're thinking of going to that. Also we were looking at shows in Vegas, since we are under 21 and cannot gamble (I still think that's crap. We can gamble here in MN if we want! And vote! And get married! And join the military! Let me gamble in Vegas, dammit). We're thinking Cirque du Soleil or a magic show or Chippendales (lawl again) or some combination of the three. And zip lining. I just can't wait. I've done like nothing fun this summer and now we're gonna go all out. Plus I get to help organize her dorm room! I'm such a nerd but organizing is fun.
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