Posting from a hotel room in Minnesota as most of the others play Monopoly. Which I have found out I really don't like. Oh well, at least I tried.
So the culture trip started, which is pretty cool so far- went to a museum of Russian art, which was mildly interesting (though Russia is a sad and confusing place, frankly), then later on found far more entertainment in the show "The Elaborate Entrance of Chad Deity," a rather clever and fast-paced satire of professional wrestling and culture as told from the perspective of a jobbing Puerto Rican wrestler. It was pretty good stuff, and there was some action to it, naturally- and when the main character owned three guys at once, including the titular (and rather buff) Chad Deity, that was pretty cool.
The trip itself wasn't too bad, stuck in the smaller (but somehow less cramped) van as opposed to the bus, but there was singing. We rocked out to a ridiculously awesome rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody. Oh, yeah. Piano, guitars, and all. So. Freaking. Awesome.
So apparently a lot of people are aware of the identity of the girl that I like, rather through figuring it out or finding out from someone (only because they're nexuses... nexi?... of info regarding things in the theater department). Hopefully not everyone knows. I certainly hope she doesn't know...
Someone asked, in all seriousness, if I'm in love with her.
...thing is, I'm really not sure.
*sigh*
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