Well We're Waiting Here in Allentown

As Ichabod wryly noted in the truck yesterday, my burst of optimism faded fast. Yeah, that was like less than 24 hours of positive attitude. And now I'm done.

Yesterday, I woke up in Trenton NJ under a mini cloud of doom - for no real reason, just the same old "ugh here we go again tour never ends!" And really, I should have been happy. I was in much better conditions than my last stay in Trenton, which was at a Howard Johnson's across from the Trenton Arena for the United Cheer Association competition. The hotel was really shitty and we were sleeping four cheerleaders to a room, which is just a lot of hairspray to have in your living space. Although Cher did perform at the Trenton Arena, which was cool. Cher did not perform at the Patriots Theater at the War Memorial of New Jersey, however. I liked it because there was a ballroom with big Tiffany blue curtains behind the stage.

Anyway, before I knew it, everyone had gotten into a big fight about where to go for lunch and when to get on the road and who was going in what vehicle and blaa bllaaaa balaa - business as usual. Although I will say that the area of Trenton we were in was actually quite cute. Trenton has quite a Revolutionary War history, and there were all these nice little old brick buildings (I don't know if they were actually Revolutionary, but they LOOKED like it.) The sandwiches at the cafe came with fortune cookies, and Soundboy gave me his, because he said it was really meant for me. It said: "Others will take notice of your positive attitude." I must be a better actress than this company gives me credit for.

Ichabod and I escaped to the truck, and pretty soon we were whizzing down the Pennsylvania Turnpike, singing along to "Fatbottomed Girls." We pulled into our Quality Inn in Allentown, which resembles a Soviet Gulag and is even more by-the-side-of-the-road-in-the-middle-of-nothing than usual.

But even with me being a whiny beeyotch, I still honestly feel that things are better than they were before break. We went on a group Target run, and I practically danced around the Christmas trees they filled me with such joy! As always I enjoyed watching House with Ichabod and Frog, and stealing their cheese. I didn't even mind driving to the doctor to pick up Soundgirl (she needs all these shots because she took a job on a cruise) because Other Actress, Soundgirl and I took a girly trip to Riteaid to look at sparkly lipgloss gift sets. We didn't buy them. But we looked.

We were in another Scottish Rite Masonic Temple today, and as usual, it was creepy as shit. We're talking paint-peeling dark dark dark subterranean dressing room situation. After wandering around a dark, shadowy corner, I final found the light switch, which illuminated...A ROW OF CREEPY OLD BARBER CHAIRS. It was like the set of a movie!! A HORROR MOVIE. I obvi did NOT put us in the barber room - thankfully there was another. When I went back up to get the boxes, I saw...A CREEPY BUG. How is there a creepy bug??? It was so cold this morning at loadin my snot froze! Shouldn't this harsh Pennsylvania weather have KILLED the CREEPY BUGS?? But no. And then Frog and Other Actress found a mysterious box of wigs (I think they were men's but Frog thinks they were butch lesbian wigs) which was also a little weird.

And now we're back in our Soviet Gulag for the second day in a row, waiting here in Allentown for the van to get back from space run so we can escape to the Poconos. I hope it gets back soon, because it's getting very hard to stay...