No sectionals and nothing to do make Angie something something

[effervescible]

In this case, creative. Outdoor practice was called today on account of rain--so when I got to Moore I was faced with forty minutes of boredom. Not really worth it to go back to the dorm. So I fumbled for a pen and used the back of my drill charts to write a bunch of a Trigun fic that's in my head. Vootie! I think I'll go type it now.