totally weekend of my destruction!
Jul. 1st, 2012 02:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
simplyn2deepFirst, super duper mega thanks to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for buying a ticket for me to see Scott's play again.
Second, super duper mega thanks to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for my "Hawaii Five-0 Survival Bag" (I think that's what she called it). I LOVE the stuff that's in it!I'll post pictures tomorrow...err later today. Pictures have been posted here.
Third, I didn't end up on the news!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bluedelft will know what I'm talking about.
Now for the details.
I already mentioned that [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] bought me a ticket to see Scott's play again while she's out here and that was today...err yesterday (Saturday), well we were supposed to meet up for dinner a couple of hours before the play, but life in general was conspiring against me or something.
My mom's car keys wouldn't start the car for some reason, so my dad spent something like 30 minutes looking for his keys, then my mom tried her keys again, and the car started up. Then, we were about 30 minutes from the Falcon Theatre when the car over heated! This is the car that had spent 3 weeks in the shop previously! IT SHOULDN'T BE OVERHEATING! We would get 2 or 3 miles and have to pull over for 10 minutes. I got to a point where I was visibly shaking because I was so pissed off at my dad. Did that all the way until about 8:10 pm when the car limped into the parking lot at Bob's Big Boy.
I ran across the street and was able to get into the play at the end of the first act. No money wasted on a ticket! Then intermission came and I was properly able to meet [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], her sister andgyri. Was given my "Survival Bag" (which I promptly opened in the car and squeed over)! We watched the rest of the play (funny the 2nd time around and I had some of the dialogue memorized too) then went to the lobby to wait for the cast to come out. I had better luck this time around than I did on the 16th. I didn't get Scott's autograph, picture or a hug (like bluedelft and gyri got on Friday), but OMG I was right there with him (when bluedelft got a second hug)! I WAS BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS HIM! We waited around more hoping he'd come back out so I could work up the nerve to ask for an autograph or picture, but he never came back out. Oh well.
We finally got kicked out the Theatre so they could lock up and as we went out separate ways, I hustled to the stop light in time to see Scott driving away in his blue truck with Dot riding shotgun.I would have followed for like a block if I had a car!
Then on the way home...OMG! I got picked up at 11 pm and didn't get home until 1:50 am! IT TOOK ALMOST 3 HOURS TO GET FROM BURBANK TO DOWNEY! That's ridiculous! We had to keep stopping because the car was overheating! I think we maybe went 2 miles on the freeway, then took the streets all the way home. I'm sort of glad I didn't drive by myself, but OMG! My dad kept telling me I had to be the navigator and then was telling me I had to look out for the street names as well. I'm sorry, I don't have 2 sets of eyes! I can't look at the map and look at street names outside the car. He also took the long way to get to the freeway after he picked me up. I kept telling him "turn around and it's 1.5 miles back to the 101 Freeway. It's the same way Lora and I went on the 16th". he kept saying "we haven't gotten to the 101 freeway." He ended up going something like 3 miles BACK because when we got on the freeway, 3-4 miles later, we got to the street where we would have gotten ON the freeway at! DON'T ASK ME TO BE THE NAVIGATOR IF YOU WON'T TAKE MY ADVICE! I don't "re-calculate" when you gt turned around. I will fucking ignore you and let you find your own way.
now about why I didn't end up on the news...I was so pissed at my dad on the way to the play that I wanted to hit something or someone. at one point I even tweeted that I was stepping away from all electronic devices for the night. I was so mad and didn't want to put something out there that I'd have a hard time explaining once I calmed down. I'm still pissed, but there's still nothing I can do about it.
Going to read a fic before going to sleep.
Second, super duper mega thanks to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for my "Hawaii Five-0 Survival Bag" (I think that's what she called it). I LOVE the stuff that's in it!
Third, I didn't end up on the news!
bluedelft will know what I'm talking about.Now for the details.
I already mentioned that [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] bought me a ticket to see Scott's play again while she's out here and that was today...err yesterday (Saturday), well we were supposed to meet up for dinner a couple of hours before the play, but life in general was conspiring against me or something.
My mom's car keys wouldn't start the car for some reason, so my dad spent something like 30 minutes looking for his keys, then my mom tried her keys again, and the car started up. Then, we were about 30 minutes from the Falcon Theatre when the car over heated! This is the car that had spent 3 weeks in the shop previously! IT SHOULDN'T BE OVERHEATING! We would get 2 or 3 miles and have to pull over for 10 minutes. I got to a point where I was visibly shaking because I was so pissed off at my dad. Did that all the way until about 8:10 pm when the car limped into the parking lot at Bob's Big Boy.
I ran across the street and was able to get into the play at the end of the first act. No money wasted on a ticket! Then intermission came and I was properly able to meet [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], her sister and
gyri. Was given my "Survival Bag" (which I promptly opened in the car and squeed over)! We watched the rest of the play (funny the 2nd time around and I had some of the dialogue memorized too) then went to the lobby to wait for the cast to come out. I had better luck this time around than I did on the 16th. I didn't get Scott's autograph, picture or a hug (like bluedelft and gyri got on Friday), but OMG I was right there with him (when bluedelft got a second hug)! I WAS BREATHING THE SAME AIR AS HIM! We waited around more hoping he'd come back out so I could work up the nerve to ask for an autograph or picture, but he never came back out. Oh well.We finally got kicked out the Theatre so they could lock up and as we went out separate ways, I hustled to the stop light in time to see Scott driving away in his blue truck with Dot riding shotgun.
Then on the way home...OMG! I got picked up at 11 pm and didn't get home until 1:50 am! IT TOOK ALMOST 3 HOURS TO GET FROM BURBANK TO DOWNEY! That's ridiculous! We had to keep stopping because the car was overheating! I think we maybe went 2 miles on the freeway, then took the streets all the way home. I'm sort of glad I didn't drive by myself, but OMG! My dad kept telling me I had to be the navigator and then was telling me I had to look out for the street names as well. I'm sorry, I don't have 2 sets of eyes! I can't look at the map and look at street names outside the car. He also took the long way to get to the freeway after he picked me up. I kept telling him "turn around and it's 1.5 miles back to the 101 Freeway. It's the same way Lora and I went on the 16th". he kept saying "we haven't gotten to the 101 freeway." He ended up going something like 3 miles BACK because when we got on the freeway, 3-4 miles later, we got to the street where we would have gotten ON the freeway at! DON'T ASK ME TO BE THE NAVIGATOR IF YOU WON'T TAKE MY ADVICE! I don't "re-calculate" when you gt turned around. I will fucking ignore you and let you find your own way.
now about why I didn't end up on the news...I was so pissed at my dad on the way to the play that I wanted to hit something or someone. at one point I even tweeted that I was stepping away from all electronic devices for the night. I was so mad and didn't want to put something out there that I'd have a hard time explaining once I calmed down. I'm still pissed, but there's still nothing I can do about it.
Going to read a fic before going to sleep.
