It took forever to drive where we needed to be, but it wasn't boring, cause we listened to Frank DellaPenna's CDs the whole way. We got there and found my mom's coworkers. We ate some food and went into the place where you watch the game (gaaaa what is it called?). It was kinda boring at first. There was a guy named Erik and every time he went out I yelled "ERIK!" Then he got 3 strikes and I said, "poor, unhappy, Erik!" Then I was really hyper and did \m/ to the mascot...the home team won. Oooo and one of the players got in a fight with the umpire...lol bad temper. Then we drove home and listened to random classical, opera, and Broadway songs on the radio. Kathryn woulda loved a song with AWESOME violin power and "Traditon."

EVERYTHING reminded me of POTO yesterday...it's taking oveeeer aaaaaaah!

"Black is the rose that's now in my hand, black for the blood of the fallen"--"Agony is my Name," Rhapsody