So I walk into Stagedoor Rehearsals today and Michael (who, as it turns out is a phenomenal disco dancer) hands me a note from Alda, who happens to be his Spanish class buddy over at Irvine. Holyfuckkkkk, I missed her. Michael is going to act as a human post office every Monday, now. Woo Hoo.


Band was nice today. We got an Excellent at festival, and a nice 3rd place plaque. Then we had a band christmas, and opened up boxes which contained brand new used bandstands. Like, the old-school big band type things. Chris made a fort out of them. We should play band laser tag with them. Then Kollias took about 15 of us outside for a seceret-spy-mission discussion about combo practice and next year and blah blah blah. Next year's gonna be so weird without the seniors. And with the freshman. We have, like, five new songs to learn before the end of this month and Jazz Cafe. Plus combo stuff. Graghhhh.



I like Thrice.