Jared and I had a date night this past Friday and so we went with friends to castle of chaos. I don't know if I'm just getting too old for these things but haunted houses really are not scary, I've been scared much worse for free. But it was fun hanging out with Bonnie and Shawn for a night.
I also had the pleasure of seeing most of the ballet Dracula last night. We would have stayed for it all (i think) if I hadn't thrown up. The day of I felt so yucky, I think I might of had food poisoning or my body was just really not too thrilled about how much sugar I had the night before. So I spent most of the day in bed or the bathroom waiting to throw up but nothing happened, even though I felt super gross I was gonna go to this ballet come hell or high water cuz it was expensive and I have to write a report on it. So at four I got dressed and put on enough makeup to hide my green complexion and was off. I went with a girl from my class and some girls she works with, we rode the frontrunner down to slc and had dinner at the applebee's. We barely made it to the ballet on time and after the first act I was dieing. (here's were I get really complainy so bare with be) So the guy in front of me had a huge head that managed to block most of the view and the guy next to me had awful cologne and because the seats are small he also occupied some of mine. Right before the end of act two (both acts being 45 minutes long) I knew I needed to go find ANY restroom before I ruined capitol theaters carpet. So after 3 flights of stairs (no kidding, we were in the nose bleeds) I finally spotted a trash can and became the first non-ballerina to barf at capital theater. The lucky thing is that there was not a soul around to witness this, but the unlucky thing is that this trash can was right next to the expensive concessions stand where in a couple short moments later people would be gathered to buy their treats. Being the horrible person I am I didn't tell any of the staff about what I did, but maybe someone noticed and it was taken care of... gross. We left before the last act because we didn't want to wait for the last frontrunner at 11:57 that night. So I got home shortly after 11 and was very happy to be home. I really think I would have liked it if I had been feeling better and had the energy to watch it, it was just super exhausting watching dance after dance when you don't feel well in the first place.
