Yay for Not Going To Winter Ball!

Today was nothing really, except I can't believe it's Friday already (never though I'd be saying that). And I know it sounds superstitious, but something bad usually does happen to me every Friday the 13th. Today has been pretty normal though. I fear that in this last-almost hour that someone will die or something. Well, I guess you can consider starting my day with an Ebola movie bad luck, but maybe not. And I have successfully avoided Winter Ball this year. Considering nearly all my friends went, I consider this quite an acheivement. Instead I went with Chris and Theresa (meeting up with Andrew and Courtnie at the theater) to see Drumline. Jake Priscal, Zach, and Mike Priscal were there too. It was a good movie- kinda long though. It made me feel very very white. And it was incredibly predictable, but that is to be expected. Jazzfest tomorrow. Contemplating Steak N Shake in the morning. Roads icy, not going. Roads not icy, wondering if sleep is in fact more valuable. I have a feeling this is going to be one of those very last minute decisions that I will make once I wake up in the morning. Woo!Well, I've still got hours before I think about sleep, but I should shower so I don't have to in the morning. I'll be sure to remember to sing to the pitch of my shower and wash my hair and shave to the rhythm of First Suite, in honor of terrorism (Mr. Webb). Later.