"Did you fart in front of the fan?"

This past weekend was good. Surrounded by lovely people can always bring less stress to the mind. I was very close to buying a pack a cigarettes last week, but I eventually resisted taking that way out.  I am still consistently playing the piano, but all of the songs I play are pretty depressing.  But like Amy said, "sad songs are the best." They are.

Dillion's was overwhelmed with people on Friday, so our group migrated to Brian's house for beerpong. Sunday was an all day work out, which included rock climbing for the first half and trampolines for the second. As a result, my arms are sore as I am typing this post.  A lot of triumphs and laughter were shared that day.