Being stupid at Princeton.

This Saturday was my first gig with the band--the football game between Princeton and Lafayette. Princeton was supposed to lose, and badly, but apparently, our crappy players were abducted by aliens and whoever was in the orange and black uniforms handled Lafayette. Guess what that means? The marching band performs a mini concert in a fountain! It was lots of fun: getting soaked, stepping in the slimy growing stuff on the bottom of the pool, and pissing off anyone who takes things too seriously. The downside? We probably all have pneumonia now. But it's okay, because this weekend the football team is taking us to San Diego. I can't think of a better way to get over a sniffle.

In related exciting trip news, I get to go see Carmen at the Metropolitan Opera tomorrow for a ridiculously low student price. I'm anticipating a great time. But, I guess I should quit blogging and get to work to make up for all the work I won't be doing tomorrow.

As they say in my Japanese 101,

Sa yo o na ra.
(And for my elders and social superiors, "Shi tsu re shi ma su.")