The first Thursday of spring quarter has looked nothing like spring at all. Rain aside, the first Thursday of spring means more to Pi Kapps than it does most people, because its basically Christmas Eve. 747 is tomorrow morning, and there is no spring time event that really compares. We play the same songs every year, because for some reason, nothing else sounds as good at full volume at 7am. I’m sure you will hear these songs again at 7 tomorrow, but whatever, I’m just too excited to wait 12 more hours.