Par-teee down

One of the perks of not having a real job is that little thing called "spring break," which has always caught me off guard since I've been in grad school. Last year, it came and went and I did nothing about it. My spring break destination this year: Rochester, NY, from tomorrow until next Monday, where the average during that time will be about 17 degrees. I plan to yell "SPRING BREAK!!! WOOOOO!!!!" as many times as Kia's parents will let me without kicking me out of their house.