... that this journal has sat dormant for too long.
I'm going to do a massive clean up and rebuild in the next few days.
There will be some defriending, but mostly of people who don't use their journal oftened enough to warn remaining.
If you're suddenly frightened that I'm about to defriend you, drop me a comment and I will explain what I am doing.
That is all.

Cans clicky on my eggs? Pwease?

Gray.
Everything seems like it's gray and dying.
It's kind of frightening, watching everything fade away.
I never really realized how gloomy November really was.

Perhaps because I knew that I'd always have another year of marching band,
to color my memories of the season with bright, shining gold and woolen navy blue.

Last competition Saturday, at M&T Bank Stadium.
Yes, we are performing on the Raven's Turf.
River Hill steps off around 11.
Tickets are about 17 - 20 dollars.
Come and see?

95.95!!!!!!!!!
Northern States for the WIN!!!!

...That is all for now.

And now I seriously wish I still had my physics icons on here: Read This....