day 2: music fest

Stood in line for coffee this morning for about 30 minutes. I truly believe Americans are becoming obsessed with coffee and we're all going to go to Hell because of it. -Well, if I were a silly Mormon I'd think that.
We were required to attend all the damned solos/ensembles and clinics. It was really no fun. Last year music fest was here and it rocked because the only thing that was required was performing! Even better was Ketchikan music fest my frosh year. Everything was so new and there were so many boys to eye. The choir ended up receiving all superiors tonight. Woop, woop.
After the evening concerts we met up with TJ and requested a food stop. The Waffle House was still open, but none of us except Darcie wanted that. There was a Russian place with "hot food" open, but only I wanted that. Subway was dirty. Everyone except Darcie wanted Pizza. The Broiler was closed. Finally, we decided on McDonald's. Yum. On the way home TJ chatted it up with me about music. He was mostly just praising Sitka, blah, blah, blah. Then he interrupted the droning conversation with, "Badga-Badga-Badger," or some other weird phrase of the sort. I gave him a confused stare and he replied, "Haven't you seen 'Badgers?'" I shook my head no and he assured me that we'd watch it when we got back. I just looked away, considering what a weird guy he was.
While we were changing into sleep clothes back at his house, he came in and looked right at me, "So, do you wanna watch that movie?"
I gave him a confused look, and replied, "Oh... sure... we could just watch it in here, eh?"
"Actually, we were going to watch it in my room," he answered.
For some reason he left the room and I immediately crawled in bed, avoiding any possible Badger movie viewing to be done in his BEDROOM.