I then staggered uphill to the SFS Coffee House to read and sober up. I tried reading The Saliva Tree, which was written in the "This takes place in the 1900s and so everything is long and drawn out and has homosexual undertones but no actual romance of any kind" style. I won a "prize", which I will be sharing (or perhaps burning) with my girlfriend when she gets back from Æthelmearc. I also stopped at Barnes & Noble, where I have been stockpiling a stupid amount of store credit, wherein I bought America: The Book (Teacher's Edition), Minutes to Midnight, and a present for rosinavs.
Today, of course, was the concert, and damn does Alden Voices have a good soprano soloist. Holy crap, she is amazing. Also, I seem to remember some guys singing, and that was cool, considering that was the whole point I went.