Sorry it's taken so long!

Lots of things have happened since I've written last!

My trumpet got destroyed. Not from the rain, however, but I'm assuming someone knocked it off a table because when I came to get it the mouthpiece was stuck and the bell was twisted and bent. Thanks, whoever you are. It'll probably cost at least a hundred dollars.

I probably failed a pharm exam because of band. I studied whenever I could, but 9 hours of band in one week certainly didn't help.

I like working at the hospital! I like knowing what I'm doing and it's becoming less awkward, always a plus.

This is amazing:


I was going to do that green team thing at the Sox/Yankees game today (I'm watching it now) but my grandmother came for mass and it was kinda nice.

It rained all weekend. Of course it had to be beautiful when I was in pharm hell.

Heroes.... eh...

The Red Sox retired Johnny Pesky's number! I met him. He is cute and nice. You know who's also cute?

Dustin Pedroia! Who apparently is also a baby goose murderer. Oh well. It made him the tiny baseball player he is today.

I'm going to watch the rest of the Red Sox game although I should be doing work. Later.
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