Knott's fire alarm is going off. Hmmmm either someone burned a bag a of popcorn, was smoking, thought it would be fun to pull the alarm, or...it's a firedrill night! Ok, or there could be 1000 more reasons. I don't really feel like a firedrill night. I don't want to go outside (although its actually a lovely night). Everyone is making entirely too much noise out there - the guys being loud guys and the visiting girls giggling at them.
You people wanted me to blog again, so I am, satirist, philosopher, humorist, cynic and everything else.