Friday night was one of my rare weekend nights spend at the apartment. I had a hockey tournament Saturday and Sunday, so I had the night to sit around and do anything else stupid I wanted to do.

Luckily, I wasn’t the only one at the apartment. Kat and Scott had disappeared, but Matt was still there. A couple months prior, Matt learned I had never made a snowman, so we tried to make one and failed. However, according to Matt, the snow Friday night was better suited to making snowmen than last time, so we tried our hands at it again.

He was a little misshapen, but I think he came out well.