9:30—Decided
to create a four-year plan (or, rather, a two-and-a-half-year plan) to figure
out the remaining classes I need/want to take and how those will fit in my
schedule. Discovered that I want to take a lot
of classes still at Macalester, and it’s going to be hard to fit all those in
along with the requirements for both majors and the possibility of study
abroad. Is it even possible to do all three??
3:00 PM—Began baking
pumpkin bars. My sister, in her incredible wonderfulness, sent me a specially
designed homemade mix as a consolation for the tragic demise of my beloved
Coffee News. It is amazing how therapeutic and relaxing baking can be—and how
much it can create a feeling of home even when you’re far away from your actual
home.
Baking Photo
Montage!!
I sat in the
lounge kitchen (which for once did not smell like terrifying popcorn) watching
them bake and enjoying the wafting smells of deliciousness while continuing to
work on my college plan.
4:00—Thus commenced
the Doty 4 Reunion Tea Party of Loveliness! Most of the awesome people from my
floor last year reconvened in our room to have a silly tea gathering—Keo, Sorcha, Rachel,
Tori, Lisa, Emma, Lizzy, Charmaine, and I. We drank lots of tea, ate lots of
pumpkin bars, and talked about anything and everything.
Tea Party
Photo Montage!!
5:15—Charmaine,
Lisa, and I made the spontaneous decision to go see Next to Normal, a musical, because we discovered that there would
be free tickets available at the theater before the show. This required some
logistical maneuvering and figuring out the way Hourcar works.
6:30—We
arrived in downtown Minneapolis for the show. While trying to find the theater
(my navigators got us rather lost), we noticed several oddly dressed characters
roaming the streets. They seemed to be covered in some sort of viscous red
substance and walking with a strange stumbling limp. Some of them seemed to
have oddly deadened eyes.
7:30—Next to Normal started. Everyone in it
did an extremely good job both of singing and acting, but the show itself was
very distressing. One of the people I went with described it as “emotionally
battering,” which I think was accurate.
10:25—We left
the theater after the show and suddenly the full weight of what we’d seen hit
us. The people wandering around earlier were not just wearing costumes, but
were indeed zombies. We fled the city in terror, afraid for our lives. The
zombies covered the streets, thousands upon thousands roaming the city.
From Jennifer Juniper’s Myspace
I managed to
escape to the freeway without hitting any zombies, despite the temptation. I
argued that it wouldn’t matter if I hit them, as they were dead anyway, but my
friends had some qualms.
10:45—Upon our
return to the Macalester area, we struggled unsuccessfully with the Hourcar gas
card and eventually had to return the car late, which rather sucked. This may
seem like an unsubstantial woe in the face of the horrors our world is facing,
but was oddly poignant at the time.
1:00 AM—Fell
into an exhausted slumber, the possible end of the world hanging like a dark cloud over my sleep.
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