You know, Sunday night wasn’t all bad. Really, before my stomach and I had that difference of opinion — I said, hey, let’s try digesting the food, whereas it said, uh uh, don’t think so — I was having a pretty good time. I went to the last meeting of the semester for the Monty Python Society, and, quite unexpectedly, we spent most of it doing improv. I’d forgotten how much I missed doing it until I got another chance. I’d also forgotten how insanely difficult it can be, but that’s another story. The whole thing went over pretty well. We played a number of rounds of World’s Worst, Questions Only, Superheroes, Alphabet, and Two-Line Vocabulary (always one of my favorites; my lines were “I want one of those” and “My pants are itchy”). It was fun. It was exciting. I wanted more. I’m definitely going to have to push for that next semester, along with another live performance and a new CD.