Yesterday was a sandwich day. Started out awesome, sucked, got incredibly awesome. Rachel (my sister) was visiting, so we threw a disc around and saw a scary Ollie the Owl costumed person. She left, I had a breakdown and a four hour rehearsal. Burnout happens to EMTs and musicians alike. Lost the ability to express emotion.
CUE AMAZINGNESS. Went back to campus, saw Freezepop live. Liz Enthusiasm signed my pants and I have a picture with her. ::fangirls:: Then, Matt and I went to Usdan for food and I had a minibreakdown but that was mostly brought on my exhaustion. Ran into Dan, who was on call for the evening.
The three of us chatted for a bit, Dan had me close my eyes and put my arms in front of me and walk heel to toe and I couldn’t do it, and Matt had to substantiate my claim that I wasn’t intoxicated. Not the first time I’ve been field-tested for intoxication when I was just overtired.
Matt and I were about to leave when Dan asked if we wanted a ride. In the primary vehicle. I may or may not have jumped up and down like a small child at the request. This sort of thing doesn’t happen very often, if ever. He used the remote start (gah so cool) and I got to ride shotgun (Matt told me not to touch any of the buttons) and we drove back down to Massell. Dan drove us into the quad and let us off at my building. Cue sleeping.
Matt has a shift tonight. Might bake with Dina and Jake and him. Might hang out with other friends too. Meh. I think he’s covering a shift next week, for Paul who has 3 or 4 in a row.
Time to do real work. As much as I love writing this, it’s not being graded.
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