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So, yesterday!
- Watched the Hulk movie. Spent most of the time waiting for a certain scene I'd heard was going to be in it which ended up not being there 'till the end (and then I squee'd, actually out-loud, in a theater with people in it - but I wasn't the only one, haha, I heard some other squee-noises and some were from dudes and that made my day!)
- Decided that ZOMG I had to share my glee over the end of the movie with, like, everyone, without ever saying what I was actually talking about. Bounced around in the theater lobby talking to the employees I've befriended about it vaguely until my momma came over and brought me food.
- Ate food in the food court with old people wandering around like they were lost and small children bouncing around on the table next to me. yes, Literally ON the table.
- Back to the theater, learn that apparently the building we do CR in every Friday is, erm, not fire-safe. Literally had the fire marshals decide that we weren't allowed to do squat in there until things are fixed. FLAIL LIKE CRAZY because this is also the building we use for Youth Group, where the sound equipment that I'm in platonic and proverbial love with is kept. Which, I have a feeling, is part of what's not following code. D:
- This means that we go do CR (which I? Am not actually a part of except for being their techie!) at MY OLD CHURCH which WE LEFT because they were ERM, EVIIL. Okay, maybe not evil. But they were uppity and snarky and rich-people-who-act-it and in general we didn't like that. Also they were mean to me as a small child and that's slightly traumatizing. SO IN THE FIRST PLACE, I don't want to be in the CR groups. At all. "Group therapy" is not my thing, okay? Also I don't want to be near that church! SO I PANICKED SLIGHTLY.
- RAN OFF TO WATCH IRONMAN FOR TIME NUMBER 7 TO COMFORT ME.
- Apparently when my mom came to find me so we could leave, every single employee she talked to knew exactly where I was even though I didn't tell them. I am predictable now. This shouldn't be delightful, but in this case it is.
- Stopped to make sure the annex was still standing. It was/is. Then proceeded to go over and pet the soundboard (not really - just look at it and make sure it wasn't messed up).
- Went and got caffeinated beverages, whilst already babbling a lot. Drank beverage in like five minutes and babbled some more. Mom was unnerved.
- Made SO MANY snarky remarks on the way there and on the way inside and then once inside refrained but kept coming up with reallyreally good ones and it was unfortunate I could not say them.
- Stared at their sound equipment and wished to play with it.
- REALLY REALLY WISHED I COULD PLAY WITH IT WHEN THEY STARTED PRACTICING WITH THEIR BAND BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T HAVE THINGS EQ'D RIGHT AT ALL AND IT MADE MY INNER SOUNDGEEK FLAIL AND THINK IN CAPSLOCK, WHICH IS WHY I AM TYPING WITH IT NOW!!
- Moments of total FEEDBACK that they sort of just ignored. Both un-obvious feedback (that probably only I noticed because I really am that obsessive) and the sort where everyone in the room just covers their ears because it's unbearably loud. Eeek.
- The kick drum sounded like it wasn't even turned on, the bass was too low, the electric was too low, the acoustic was too loud, the microphones were too low (especially main!singer's), the cymbals didn't have enough high end, the acoustic had too much low end, the cymbals didn't reverb at all, and I think the backup!male's mic was way too high.
- TRIED TO REFRAIN FROM SNARKING AT THEIR MEDIA/SOUND PEOPLE.
- Got massive headache from Hell.
- Lurked in the van during small-group time.
- Fell asleep.
- Woke up to scaryman from our church who always flirts with me talking to me through my open window, which almost gave me three heart attacks at once.
- Fell back asleep once he left (and after I'd locked all car doors).
- Woke up to people slamming a gate several times, because they are epic fail.
- Fell back asleep with headphones in so as to better ignore the gate-slammers.
- Woke up to mom babbling about cake and telling me to come inside.
- My automatic reply was "The cake is a lie. And also I am told that there is no spoon." No, I was not really very much awake.
- She was very confused, and I was not properly awake as we went back inside. Do not even remember the part from leaving the car to being in a room full of people apparently telling someone about my earrings (because they're made from ear-phones that broke, and everyone finds them fascinating)
- Got cake. It wasn't a lie after all. There also were spoons.
- At least that church knows how to make semi-proper coffee. They get one point in their favor.
- Sit at the table poking those coffee-stirrer-straws through a foam cup for like ten minutes in my boredom while momma talks to people. Someone mentions having a rooster, and I perk up slightly and babble about how I had one who was cuddly and adorable and now I have kittens.
- Leave, finally.
- Fall asleep on the way home a little.
- Wake back up and babble.
- Get home, wander inside, and fall asleep within like an hour.