My first all-nighter of the semester, and it's only the first week of classes! Woo!

At band practice, Amanda started singing "Final Countdown." In defense of all that is good in the world, I was obligated to chase her all the way around the hockey rink. But by the time I caught her, I realised that I (1) didn't know what it was I was planning to do to her, and (2) was too tired to do it anyway. I'll get you next time...

We just barely made the deadline for getting this week's Maroon-News done. And it still looks pretty crummy. I can blame that on two things: (1) Our sports editors had no clue what they were doing because nobody thought to train them before Jason left last semester, and (2) nobody did a thing Wednesday night.