sleepily content

after a week of halloween, it's difficult to fathom that the actual holiday has yet to happen...but here it is. and secretly, i'm thankful that i'll have a chance to stay home and do my laundry. i managed to build an office-safe outfit revolving around some cleverly designed sweatpants this morning if that's any indicator of how the weekend went.

in summary, the little mermaid (kathryn) and i made an immense amount of rounds resulting in many good times had by all. yes, she made her entire costume, yes those are real seashells, and her top weighed about 25 pounds. no, i am not actually a bride, i am the runaway bride. clearly my eyeballs were not buggy enough for most people to understand this, or i needed to accessorize with a striped towel to thrown over my head. regardless, good times.

saw hal (my first grade lockermate turned good bud) last night before the big move to SF. good luck, dear, you'll be missed tremendously!

copping out of this entry by adding visuals (mostly taken by my dad and tipsy gals - don't judge our skills, please) and getting back to work...ha, work. i think maybe it's time. before i go, i'd just like to add in a quick shot of the illustrious fartman, who is actually the coach of the rugby team. you're impressed, right? we were.