The Next Generation.
Today B-cubed: The Next Generation officially formed. Dominick even has a box where he stores something from each band practice that is symbolic. Band was band. It was hot, we repeated things constantly, there were body parts exposed that should not be. I was the only one with a leader position to not be given the drill sheets. Nothing ever changes. Lunch was spent visiting people in the Chieftain office. Tomorrow's lunch will consist of driving Rebecca F. and myself to order the Guard shirts.
Today before (or during) band I received my parking pass. It's tan and I'm so happy I got it.
Tonight Angela, Rebecca, and Kevin came over to watch movies. Somehow Angela convinced me to rent a movie about pot and I also rented The Stepford Wives. The man at the cash register called me "Ash".
The pot movie was to persuade us against using the substance but in the special features an old man told us of the benefits of it. It confused us. We then watched the beginning of The Stepford Wives before everyone left.
I still need to read Madame Bovary and Deliverance. I should probably get on that.