I had a lot of very interesting things to blog about, but I have forgotten them because my tag on my sweater is so itchy that its distracting.

There. now that I have lynched the offensive tag, I will say that Caitlin is probably the only person I will ever meet who will not only have the inspiration to concoct a toothbrush costume, but who will wear it in public, demonstrate its capabilities, and will go on the Barbara Walters' show wearing it. "How do you feel about the recent rise in toothbrush hate crimes?" Martin, you're awesome for starting that up in the first place. Merry's party was great- as was Mr. Wilbur's road-kill chef costume. Cait: "Hey, isn't that our physics teacher?"

Homecoming was,well... in the words of Birkelah, "homecoming has redeemed itself". Although Miles has again proved himself as the Christ-child of last minute plans, I had a great time with him. I would have been pleased with anyone other than Adam, after last year, but Miles is just wonderful. And I have never seen my friends llokiing so great. Martin, with those great legs (haha!) and the boxers under her skirt; Merry looked absolutely cocktail-party with her 50s everything, and Caity and her polka dot dress/black tulle necklace/combat boots were unforgetable. And Miles was truely himself in a plain black shirt and his raver pants. I love em all.

But oh! I missed Cait. I think I'll bring her a present tomorrow.

And for all of you english honors students: Dunderfunk-- a pudding concocted of biscuit, soaked in water, mixed with fat and molasses

ash @ 5:51 PM