Except I'm not feeling very "Yay!" right now. I woke up at 7:30 this morning after having been trapped in my room all night while Cuddlefest 09 (an excuse for my cabin mates and some extra company members to get drunk and lie on top of each other) happened ONCE AGAIN in my living room. Which wouldn't have bothered me as much if it had only been the one night, but this is the third day in a row I've woken up and haven't been able to be comfortable in my cabin because "Jane" and "John" are sleeping together on the damn couch and Elisa is in bed and Kathleen is in bed and the only place for me to be is coffin of a bunk where I can't even sit up all the way and always have to pray that I don't die when I get on it because the thing is falling apart. Thus, I'm outside at the effing picnic tables and I'm cold and really grumpy. A perfect way to start the day, right?
Okay, enough of negative Nancy. I have stories to finish. Let's see... I read the entire first Twilight book in 2 days. Not necessarily because I loved it that much but because it was something to do. Honestly, it was a bit juvenile as far as love stories go but it was enjoyable all the same. I'm waiting for the company manager to finish reading the 2nd one so I can borrow it from her. I'd go out and buy it myself but that's not environmentally conscious.
Remember how I mentioned weeks and weeks ago that a lot of businesses around here have closed down in recent years? Well an interesting thing happened this past week. Two of the closed down buildings opened up and had sales to get rid of whatever items were in the store. I decided to check them out to see if anything was worth buying. What did I find? Well, in addition to a gift for my roommate, I purchased my own pair of blue suede shoes. Moccasins to be exact, and they're totally awesome. I didn't wear them the day I bought them cause I was afraid my toe would bleed and ruin them, but the next day I wore them to the pool. Cat drove me home from there and it wasn't until I was all the way back at the cabins when I realized that I'd left them on the roof of the car back in the parking lot. Devastated, I halfheartedly called one of the people still at the pool and asked them to scan the parking lot knowing well that chances were I'd never see my $13 treasures again. But, as if by the grace of goodness, when Erin Crabb got out of the car she was holding my shoes which she had retrieved for me from the middle of the highway. So I still have blue suede shoes! And yes, they do make me cooler.
Actually, I got two pairs of shoes in the past few days. I ordered some running shoes from ebay. They're pretty boring, just plain old white athletic shoes, but I paid a quarter of what they originally sold for and they're brand new. I also got a 3 page letter from Dani which made me feel kinda bad because I had literally JUST put her gift in the mail along with a note a scribbled on the back of a Subway napkin because I didn't have any paper on me. Later today I'm going to write her a long letter to make up for it. It was so nice hearing from her. I miss her something awful and I truly cannot wait to get back to Philly so we can go back to our quasi-couple relationship.
Alright, let's talk about the Buffalo BBQ Parade! For the record, I didn't see any Buffalo or BBQ's for that matter. But I was in the parade. Oy vey. First, let me explain that this past weekend was Buffalo BBQ Weekend. The parade was the only thing I took part in. For the most part I just stayed by the cabins to avoid the crowds. Actually, I did see a couple who were both wearing Phillies shirts but when I called out to them from about 7 feet away, they didn't even turn to look so I'm thinking they may not even have spoken English. Anyway, the parade is supposedly this big deal competition for who has the best float and what not. RMRT build a jail and put it in the back of the pick-up truck while some of the company members got in the costumes for Jailhouse Rock from All Shook Up and danced around. But that's not what I did. Oh no. For some reason I was recruited to walk with the kids from the youth theater program. All bazillion of them. When I got there I was really out of place because I didn't have a shirt that matched all the kids and staff members, but one of the girls in the teen program who recognized me from when she works as a spotlight operator for one of the mainstage shows was nice enough to hand me a shirt so I didn't look like the adult creeper. Then I got a fake eye-patch with a skull and crossbones emblem on it because the teen theater is doing a pirate show. So I looked like an asshole but that was okay because the little kids were totally into it. We marched through the town chanting about how cool the theater is and waving to people along the way. I'd forgotten how annoying it is to be in a parade because of all the stopping and starting. It's no better when you have to stop right in front of a pile of horse crap because everyone and their mother rides a horse through the Buffalo BBQ Parade. Cest la vie, it was nice seeing the kids so excited. And then at the end Sally made me give my shirt back which made me really really sad.
I'm still stuck outside. =(
I played poker the other night. I don't know why I do that to myself. I hate losing money. I'm not a bad player, but I never win. I came in 3rd and I'd say that was pretty damn good considering a few people bought in multiple times. I lost on a two pair 3's and Queens cause Omer had a flush. Dammit. Kent walked away with $40 some.
I'm still gonna save talking about the cabaret for another time when it gets more exciting. Which leaves Benifiber being the only topic I didn't hit. I've been drinking this stuff in my water called Benifiber which kinda masks the fact that I'm drinking water cause I hate water. It also has fiber in it...exciting, right? Haha, alright, gotta venture back in and find a place (the bathroom?) to get changed. I'm going kayaking with Cat in about half an hour. Thank goodness I have somewhere to be aside from here. Guhh......
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