I cannot believe how much happened within the time span of February 4th. Up at nine after a rough night to drive to Indianapolis for the pre-Super Bowl party. Have four stops along the way due to consequential circumstances, but eventually make it. Walk the city and experience Super Bowl greatness, get herded like cattle a few times, and then get four caricatures done (Crista even got a boyfriend out of it), before heading back to Cinci at 9. Go to a party at 11:30, dance until 1:30, come back to the dorms and have a mini photoshoot before I drive back home. Get in around 4:30, and tumble before falling asleep. Oh goodness. I thought Sunday was supposed to be the celebration!