Still, I was busy with my own shit. I knew before coming in to work yesterday that we would be short-staffed. I had plans yesterday to eat dinner, then go see roller derby. But leaving work on Thursday all tired and ragged, I was afraid that I wouldn't have time between work and roller derby yesterday, so I broke my planned edict not to spend any money on Thursday and ate dinner (and grab that free birthday ice cream cup) at Culver's. And, sure enough, I had to stay an extra couple hours at work, so once I decided I hate to shut things down, I immediately went to roller derby, which was an excellent time featuring a championship bout where one team came back from, like, 40 points down in the First Half to take the lead late, only to lose by two Points at the end.
I ate at roller derby, and since this was in a good part of town to eat, I ate a knockoff Taco Bell crunchwrap close by. And then coming home I was listening to Duke's buzzer-beater over LSU in the Women's Tournament Regional Semifinal. It was 11:30 by the time I got to my bed, and I think my body was telling me to go to bed. I figured if I'm not that tired, I would wake up from a nap.
But I didn't. I woke up when normal people wake up, around 8 or so. I didn't expect to have a full night's sleep, and at a time when you "should," but I did and I feel really good, of course.
Then, I felt really good. Part of me going to bed easily was because I wanted to avoid the news about whether Tennessee lost to Iowa St. I had the Volunteers winning, and it was an important pick to keep my bracket alive for the big, big money. I saw a skeet that Tennessee was up by one at halftime, but that was it. I knew I had to finally find out the final (if only because I had to post on Facebook about it), so I looked at my Yahoo! Sports app ... and I saw that they blew out the Cyclones in the Second Half and won going away! Yippee!!!
Quick update on my bracket: I went 7-0 in Round 3. I still have Arizona, Duke and Michigan in Round 4, and I think I still am in contention for winning it all. Out of a thousand people (give or take), I went from a tie for 15th to, get this, fourth. I think there's a way for me to end up on top, but a lot of things have to break my way. Meanwhile, there are so many entries that there's one guy who picked Illinois and Tennessee in the Final Four, and he's right up there at the top of the leaderboard with me.
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And now the other shoe drops: No Kings. Everybody's going. Well, everybody but me. I decided this week not to go. There is work because they are short-staffed today as well. And, call me paranoid, but I know that there is surveillance from the federal (don't know about the state) government going on. I walk on the State Capitol, where everybody is, and there's no telling whether there's going to be a drone recording all of our faces.
I hate that I'm thinking this way. I hate that I'm chickening out and using work as an excuse, and I am. I am getting total FOMO right now, and the rallies haven't even started yet, because, even though it's been mentioned in many places, the No Kings March in St. Paul is going to be recognized as The Flagship No Kings March. Out of the thousands of protests that are and will be going on around the world, it'll be ours in St. Paul regarded as the touchstone. Senator Bernie Sanders will be there. So will Bruce Springsteen. And the more I write about this, the more I regret not going.
And the worst thing about this is the text I got on Messenger. One of my friends, who has been talking to me off and on about this current installed government, just asked me if I was going. She, of course, is going, and more power to her. But I don't know how to tell I'm not going. We've talked about how much we hate this government and are trying to figure out how to rebel against them. Surely I would go to something like this, right? No. And I don't know how to tell her.
I think she's waiting on an answer. Maybe I'll take a shower and think up something. How awkward.
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