P.S.

So two things I didn't mention since the last blog post earlier this morning.

1. Cricket games are really long, even the 20Twenty ones. The stadium sells tons of booze over the course of three hours, and the fans can get a little bit out of hand. Two guys got escorted out of the stadium from my section, but one of Olivia's friends said their section had over ten people get kicked out. One of them from my section was leading cheers like "There's a wanker, there's a wanker" and "you F***ed up, you F***ed up" about whichever Indian fielder was closest to us. He also smelled really bad and broke two chairs. When he got escorted out by security, the entire section erupted into, "THERE'S A WANKER, THERE'S A WANKER" and "YOU F***ED UP, YOU F***ED UP!" as he was led out. But you know, a lot of those people were the same ones who were yelling at the poor Indian player... Whatever.

2. I'm writing this blog post from my room because Devon rocks socks. Devon 2, electronic demons that try to make Lisa sad zero! For those of you who have not been following the saga of my internet connectivity (everyone except for three), it's been really frustrating, but now I am super psyched, like when Clay, Giselle, and I were the first group to make the stupid ball float with the wire around it.

And now, it is a nice day, so I'm going to go buy me some avocados (five for a dollar at Farmers Direct, whoo!).