Note: the term "wicked-awesome" should probably not be used when addressing the church congregation; even at a chilli supper.
I'm extremly drained, and didn't slow down till the feel-good endorphines ran out about 11:30 and I realized every movement caused pain.
Quick summary: Journalism Blow-out at the Bear's Breath Bar [no alcohol ingested on my part, for the record], all-day preparation for the annual Royal Ranger Chilli Supper (chilli in the morning, chilli in the evening, chilli at suppertime!), and the Honors Learning Community Formal Dance (where I was the epitome of casual wear).
More details to come - promise.
The voices are telling me to sleep, and though it rarely turns out good when I do this, I agree with them and am going to take their advice.
Good night from all of us!
