"All are tales of human failing..."

So, I'm doing the audition tomorrow, because it is two days. I feel I can be better prepared tomorrow, although as it turns out it is primarily a modeling audition. I don't think I will get job, but I will get to meet two casting directors and that is my primary objective right now. Networking, people, networking!

Today I brought my car into the repair shop for a "tear down". I still feel as though this guy is trying to rip me off somehow, and I've talked to the insurance guy about it and basically what I got was "I want to close this file as quickly as possible." I am petrified they will decide the car is totalled, and I don't know what I will do then.
It was not comforting to see a parking lot full of partial cars. And I do mean partial -- most of the cars were really more like 2/3 of a car, some more like half.

I've talked to my mom several times today. She tried to assuage my fears over the car, but it didn't really work. She doesn't know what I'll do without one, but she said I should try to talk to the insurance guy about fixing it even if it's totalled. Obviously that will work cause he's listened to all my other suggestions so much. *eye roll*
Awkwardly enough, we discussed modeling at which point I had a realization. Mom knows I'm doing some kind of modeling, and I suspect it's my dancing (or at least my dancing over the summer) that she's aware of. See, we had a conversation much like this:
Mom: "Well, you do have some modeling experience. I don't know if you should mention it, though."
Me: "Huh?"
Mom: "It might not be the kind of experience they're looking for."
Me: (as the dim bulb brightens) "Oh! No, I expect not."
This is so like my family. My mother is overprotective to an extreme sometimes, but then she's totally relaxed and chill about the most random things. You bet your ass I'd flip a shit if I found out my child was go-go dancing, even if there wasn't anything I could do about it. Oh well, I count that as one of the reasons I love my family so much -- we're absolutely nutters.

I also went out with Katie, one of my absolute best friends. She was my driver from the car place today, and we stopped to do some of her errands along the way. We ended our visit with a conversation that was awkward, but that I think brought us closer together.
Katie: "I really need to pee. I haven't peed since this morning."
Me: "I love a good, morning pee."
Katie: "Me too. But I really hate middle of the night pees."
Me: "I know, right?"
(Beat, as what just happened sinks in)
Katie: "Did that just happen?"
Me: "Yeah. That was kinda weird."
Katie: "Little awkward. I'm glad it wasn't just me."
I don't know how or why it happened, but I figured I had to share it with all of you.