dropkick murphys - world full of hate


elaina is gorgeous, isn't she? where i dream of living the glamorous teenage life, elaina knows she does. she's a wonderful person, and i'm always glad that we're the kind of cousins that are best friends, not the ones that hate/barely know each other.
oh, my. so much, indeed, has happened.
let's start with saturday.
i woke up around 8 to the sound of people's voices i didn't know, and walked downstairs to find two guys i'd never seen before standing in our family room. i was confused to a very long moment, until it clicked that, oh yeah, we were getting a gas fireplace installed.
so i went for a run and came back and showered and ate breakfast and went to stephanie's at 11.
we got out hair done at the hair masters by south hill mall at noon. it was very fun, tuey almost died when trish started curling her hair, and i never before realized just how much hair i have.
then we went to the mall and ate taco time. very good.
then we went and got manicures/pedicures. it was a first for me, so i sat in the little chair wiggling my toes and spinning in circles laughing, while steph laughed at me because i was so happy. eagles' hotel california played on the radio twice.
then, there was a moment. driving home, bohemian rhapsody was playing on the radio. all five of us (me, tuey, laura, meghan, and shauna) sang every word to it, and when we got to steph's house, we sat in the car until it was over so we could enjoy every second of it.
then we did our makeup and got dressed.
then the boys came.
then laura took pictures.
then we went out to eat at black angus. i got a salad.
then we came to my house and took pictures in front of the new fireplace.
then i had another moment. steph and i were looking at the candy in my pantry, and for some reason we decided to "sneak" food into the dance - so we did this whole sneaky routine with smuggling the bag out of the pantry and into the dining room out of sight, filling our purses, then smuggling the bag back into the pantry without anyone knowing what we were up to. of course, we couldn't keep a straight face at all. so we were bursting out laughing the entire time, and no one knew why, so my dad decided to just take a picture so we would remember the moment, even if no one else understood.
then we went to brandon's and pat didn't want to take pictures of us because we wouldn't flip the camera off. so instead we took "muscle shots".
then we played fusion frenzy. i came in second.
then alan got reeaaallly mad because it was already nine and he's kinda sensitive about being on time. so we went to the dance.
then we danced.
then we went to denny's with a bunch of people, like kirk and tijs and josh and brandon and julie and kayla.
then the waiter spilled ice water all down alan's back.
so then we didn't really pay for any of our stuff. we left around 1?
then alan drove me back to stephanie's house, because that's where my car was.
then i had the third moment of the evening - stephanie forgot her housekey. so the three of us (steph, brandon, me) stood freezing cold out on her porch waiting for her barking dogs to wake up her mom to let us in. i can't really explain why this was so significant. but the way our breath was rising in the air, the way all of us were just kind of standing there hunched over ourselves shivering and complaining and laughing - and then steph yelling at her dog through the door to shut up, even though their barking was the only way we would ever get inside.
then i drove home and went to bed.

here's a little time for you to rest before we move on to what's happened today so far.

okay, all rested up?

good.
4 hours after going to sleep, i woke up again and went to work. i didn't bother trying to wash my hair - instead i just piled it into a ponytail and ran out the door. just so you know, i got a lot of comments about how nice my hair looked and wasn't it a little unusual to have it like that for work?
i was really lazy today. i'm ashamed of myself. but none of the managers were there and all my friends were, so i pretty much sat in the guard room the whole time, listening to music on amy's laptop and doing crossword puzzles and running around with ryan when he was on break. jaimie was starving, and the hospitality people were only too happy to give away their food, so i got her a sandwich. this happened right when brooke showed up, she told trish, and trish lectured me about taking food from the hospitality room. amy and jaimie both apologized but honestly, the way they were bitching about brooke helped more than anything.
after i got off, i promized ryan i'd get him some starbucks and bring it back. so i did. unfortunately, as i was getting out of my car, i dropped it on the ground and the whole thing literally shattered (plastic cup, shattering, i know. i was confused too.) but, well, amy's mocha frap was okay sooo yeah i left before ryan got back so he wouldn't bitch about it. heh.
so when i came home i ran again, and... damn. i'd been eating almost all day down in the guard room, drinking amy's cherry coke, eating ryan's dessert pizza and jaimie's tuna and crackers, plus the stuff the hospitality people had given me... ugh, running was the worst thing ever. i felt like i was going to vomit half the time, and the other half i was having enough trouble keeping myself going. but i did it! and that, despite everything, was worth it. because no matter how much i feel like i'm not doing good enough, if i can keep a personal goal, i feel like i've accomplished something.
you have no idea, though. when i took a shower today, it was the best shower i've ever taken in my life. i was sweaty from running, sticky from hairspray, and stinky from trash. i was tired and aching and just plain miserable. but i put in my dropkick murphys cd (so glad i picked that over allister) and blasted the music, and... everything went away. i feel wonderful! now i'm vegging in my tux shirt and i feel just. plain. good.