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wow. what an eventful day. i don't know where to start. i thought of a great opening sentence on the way home, but it's gone now. i hate when i do that stuff. oh yes, i remember the gist of it.
today was just another day that reminded me of all the reasons why i love mrs. damore so much, and why i pity and have so much contempt for my mother. that was it. i added a few more flourishes.
well, i got radiohead tickets ::silent squeee!:: they weren't what i set out for, but they are so precious to me. and there sure is a story behind this all.
first off, i went to sleep last night just after two, or more like i was in bed by that time. but i was so nervous and anxious, my mind was endlessly plotting and planning, that by the time i had to wake up at 6:30 am, i had slept a whopping hour and a half. ::claps:: super.
i got ready at lightening speed, planning to go down to the hollywood bowl on time for the 10 am ticket sale. i wanted to go straight to the source so i could avoid as many extra fees as possible. processing and such. my mom was going to go down there with me. i wanted to get at least 2 tickets. grandma and grandpa were going to donate $10 to my cause, my step dad another 10. I had to wait until 9 am, when it opened, to go to the bank and get my cash out. i called mom to tell her i was on my way. then she started in on me. i should have known better than to depend on her. i should have known better!
she told me it was a lost cause and didn't know what i was expecting to get. then she started giving me shit about them giving me money. one thing led to another and it just got terribly ugly.
time passed by, I was sulking and ponderind. it was about 9:45. tickets were going on sale in 15 minutes. mrs. damore called about me coming to babysit taryn for a couple hours this afternoon. she asked how i was doing and what was up, and i told her the ticket dilema. she felt bad, she knows my mother issues [or more like my mother's issues] and she asked me if they had gone on sale yet. i told her they did in 6 minutes. she got all excited and went omg! let me go online and see if i can get 3 tickets for us! so we hung up and we both got online to see if we could get some tickets. i was prepared at that point, to beg my grandpa to out this on his credit card. well, i didn't get any. I was distraught.
while online, a buddy of mine, carlos, was talking to me about the concert. turns out her got 2 kick ass seats for the friday, 26th, show and he had no one are his city to take. so i was invited! AAH. i squealed. mrs. damore called me at around 10:30 and told me she wasn't lucky either.
well, i had tried and she had to and that meant something. my godmother called, i was telling her my drama, she and i were talking about how my mom is just this victim-junkie. she's an ass.
while i had been on my cell phone with sue, mrs. damore had called and left me a voice message.
she bought me 2 tickets to see radiohead. sure it wasn't at the hollywood bowl. sure it was over a 3 hour drive to see them. i can make it into an all day trip. sure they were just lawn seats. i didn't care. i was still going to be there. and the fact that she got 2 for me and none for her and her husband, who both really wanted to go, meant the most.
that was the highlight of my day. hell, my summer.
so i bought mrs. damore a really pretty long-stemmed rose at the florist on my way there, and she called and told me i didnt have to babysit after all today. i still was halfway there. i wanted to give her the flower.
i left it on her doorstep and called a block away while i was leaving to tell her there was something on her doormat outside. we talked on the phone while i drove on the freeway. i love her so much. i wanted to cry. i did after i hung up. she keeps me optimistic. i could've just squeezed her at that moment. i wished that i would have given it to her in person, but it didn't want to turn into a heap of jelly and bawl in her arms, standing in her threshold.
the rest of the day was spent with my godmother. with hit the theaters and saw 2 movies. The League of Extraordinary Gentleman and How To Deal. I liked them both, but HTD was great. I loved Allison Janney. She's so awesome. The grandma was so hilarious. "I was just smoking some marijuana..."
Mandy Moore can be overly dramatic sometimes. There were some bad acting moments. Overall, it was good. I think I am growing out of these teen movies, though.
I was so excited to see Richard Roxburgh in LXG. He's a baddie once again. :P Figured. He's good at it.
Well, that is just about enough rambling for one day. Eventful this one was. And as a side thought: Sod off, mom.
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