Monday

As it turns out, it's hard to blog and work.

Especially when your sick.

Even ignoring the blog, I've been failing at life lately:

This morning, I got up super early to go to the gym. I stumbled out of bed, threw my clothes on, then ran around getting everything I would need and stuffing it into my gym bag.

I had a great workout and a really perfect shower (the water was just the right temperature and my muscles got all relaxed and it was just absolutely excellent), and then, as I was opened my locker, I realized that I'd forgotten half my clothes at home. Oops.

(Needless to say, I was a little bit late for work.)

This weekend was excellent and I made the most perfect halloween costume, and maybe tomorrow I'll actually upload all the pictures. I sewed ten yards of tulle. I was very fluffy. It was fantastic.

Now, though, I'm going to bed.

Sweet dreams, internet!

Oh, my.

When big fancy bloggers talk about how much they love the internet and all the wonderful people out there, I think it sounds like a lovely concept.

When I ask for music advice and I get lists of musicians in the comments, in emails, and on Facebook, I absolutely understand what they're talking about. Thank You.

Now, this is Emily.

Emily and I have been friends since high school, and she is still one of my favorite people in the world. She's a frequent character on this little blog, and now she has a problem. On Saturday, Emily is going to a Halloween party. It has a Superheroes and Supervillains theme (I'm going in the perfect costume, because what bigger hero exists than the tooth fairy, right?), and she can't think of a good costume.

Emily loves the Old West and children's books, so I think she should be Kissin' Kate Barlow from Holes. She's not so sure.

Internet, don't you agree with me? Isn't that the perfect Halloween costume for Em?

I have found the perfect halloween costume.

I am going to be Abby Cadabby.

She is a tooth fairy in training. She is three.

I think maybe I need to spend more time with children?

Maybe it's my lack of contact with them that's inspiring this costume?

Either way, this is going to be great.

You Know You Wish I Were Your Roommate

You have no idea how much effort went in to making this photo perfect.

Superheroes!

When you are in a sororitee at Dartmouth College, you have meetings every Wednesday night. Meetings are very serious business. You must take them very seriously. Appropriate dress is necessary:

Sometimes you dress all sexy in borrowed clothes:
Sometimes, you dress like a shoe:
Or just a Super Jew:

We look upon our sorority membership with the utmost gravity.

About a half an hour after meetings last night, Lisel (borrowed clothing superhero) and I (princess superhero) actually had an impromptu dance party. It was sort of ridiculous, and completely fun.