So apparently there isn't a drop of caffeine to be found anywhere, and this can only mean my death unless I find something to do that isn't anywhere near my gf. So here I sit in the saddest Starbucks ever to open their doors. Seriously. People are crying. It's scary.
ANYWAY...here's info for Ice Football:
Sign up here if you want to play. Sign up here if you want to be a cheerleader. Flag Football rules apply. Pretty sure we should have a medic on hand...who wants to do that? Madison Valley Ice Rink kindly let me rent equipment. You have Elsa to thank for this insanity. Questions?