last night was probably the worst night of the week to have to sit and play at a football game (play as in marching band, not football). it was probably negative-bajillion out, no one's instrument worked, we had to play the whole game instead of only the first half and i was wearing 3 of everything AND I WAS STILL COLD. i'm just glad that we didn't have to go into overtime (i told my stepdad that i'd be mad if we went into extra innings and then i realized 'wait, no, that's not right.').
woo working on my thesis paper. fun. i hate writing essays, even if this one is baseball-related.