Fond of Premarital Sax

Hello all! Just taking a break from my Rob Lowe-athon. That includes countless episodes of The West Wing, St. Elmo's Fire, and if I were so lucky as to own it, The Outsiders. I love that man with my whole heart. Today since it is Halloween Eve, we dressed up for school and naturally, I was a hobo. I found it all too easy to come up with this costume out of my own clothes. Whether this is a good or bad thing I do not know, but I'm pretty sure it's got a negative connotation. The quasi-dred locks in my hair aren't feeling too great right about now though. Note to self: Hobo as a further profession might not be such a great idea if I want to avoid daily headaches. Also, I've been devouring the book The Wild Things. I got it yesterday and I'm more than halfway through (which actually is slow if I were massacring (sp?) the book, but for devouring I'm right on track). Tomorrow is Halloween. (Way to state the obvious, imbecile.) Halloween used to be my favorite holiday. I loved coming up with a clever and accurate costume and doing whatever ghoulish mischief I happened to get into. But Halloween just isn't that fun any more. No one really does anything worthwhile, and this year in particular I am worried about my first Mock Trial competition this Monday. Guess I'm on the hunt for a new favorite holiday. Any takers? I'd say Christmas and Thanksgiving are definitely in the running, mostly because they're the only two holidays I get to enjoy my Aunt's broccoli bake (I know it sounds unappetizing, but it's addicting). New years always has potential too but never really meets even my lowest expectations. I guess I'll have to settle and say my favorite holiday is Arbor Day. Good 'ol trees, never hurt anyone. They set out for one purpose and for one purpose only: to serve mankind. And what do we give them back? Destruction. Come on people, lets show the trees some respect and celebrate Arbor Day like it's 1999 (Did they even care in 1999? That just fit with the sentence). What I'm trying to say is...well...I have no idea. I think I'll go read now. Or maybe have a seance. Whatever floats my boat in ten minutes.

Off to hang out with Billy the Kid! -Lauren