What’s a bazillion minus 5?

A rather mundane day, I’d have to say.

There was the parade this morning. A lot of standing around and laughing, bitching, gossiping, teasing, and sniping at one another.

Steph and I are always bus partners…and we talked about Chris.

Saw the Milton and Parker bands…a bunch of us girls wanted the Milton girls’ boots! They had FRINGE! 🙂

My line just would NOT get straight. It was nuts. Whatever. It’s over now. It’ll be the sophs that get yelled at, not me.

Rode back up in Ben’s truck (after narrowly avoiding getting a ticket). That was pretty fun. It’s amazing how sometimes the simplest things can be the best.

2 to 4 entailed cleaning my room, practicing my clarinet lesson stuff, and doing other little odds and ends.

I played in the rain. I read in 1984. Everything is done. And set. And ready.

So now I can relax and do whatever for the rest of the night.

How nice.

5 goodbyes down (registration, summer marching, 1st day, Perkins, and the parade), a bazillion more to go.