Standing outside of the music building with S and Mr Band PresidentMBP's phone rings
S: Ooooh booty call!
MBP shakes head
S: Ahahah right it's probably a booty call! Or his mom.
MBP: It's probably my mom.
S: Or a booty call.
Me: Or maybe it's both.
S gets a shocked expression on her face
S: Ohhh no no no I can't believe you just said that.
Silence while MBP checks phone. MBP looks at phone and just puts it back into his pocket.
Me: He's not saying anything.
S: He can't believe you just said that either.
It was an extra-long rehearsal today. We still don't have our act together. One more rehearsal mon...we lose one because of the holiday on Monday. All we can do now is hope for a miracle...hahah. Like that'll happen. It's all good though. I really missed playing. I really should practice...For some reason adequate sleep is not enough. I was getting feverish sensations during practice. Maybe it was the kooky sounds. Hm. Anyhow, time for bed. I think...I might actually make it to breakfast tomorrow morning. Gasp.