I DID manage to write my ridiculous one-page summary essay and do research for my Flamingo essay for Habitat Management, write a section of Minerva Fest (as usual my fic is going to be too long) and obtain a copy of the statistics software.
But when there was a choice between doing statistics and playing Quake2 with 3 or 4 of my housemates?
Yeah, I spent my evening blowing myself - and occasionally other people - up.
Event of the night was my slaying Matt when he had Quad Damage and a rocket launcher and I only had a pistol. Then I fell in lava. It was perfect.
Another one of those 'I'm going to remember this' moments...more so than the statistics.