Trick or Treat Street!

As part of my HIST 170 class, I am required to participate in 10+ hours of community service. When I found that out, I thought, "Oh MAN, I don't have time for that kind of stuff right now!" But then I had the most brilliant idea ever.

As some (if not all) of you may know, our Young Men/ Young Women group participated in a Halloween service project last year. We volunteered at the Trick or Treat Street held in the South Towne Expo Center, and I had a blast. So this year I thought to myself, "Why not count THAT as community service?" I talked to my teacher and he gave it a thumbs-up. Woo hoo!

It didn't work out QUITE as I had hoped (I ended up having to miss a class on Friday so that I could be there at the right time, and I had to take TRAX there, which was not so fun, although I did have one of my friends with me so it wasn't so scary), but it was still a lot of fun. I ended up getting 12 hours in as opposed to just 10. (Although, to get that many hours, I had to work a 7.5 hour shift on Saturday, which I wouldn't recommend to anyone who wants to keep his/her sanity; they play the same songs over and over, and there are enough lights flashing to cause a minor seizure. But not like that bothered me. Heh.)

Seriously though, to anyone with little children, the Trick or Treat Street is a fun idea. It's supposed to be a safe alternative for Trick or Treating on Halloween Night, it lets you show off your cute children and their costumes (there were so many cute little princesses... it was adorable) and it gets you a lot of candy. "Candy out the wazoo," as I heard people saying. For those of you who DON'T have little children, but who are still children at heart (that's me right there), I recommend this as a great excuse to dress up in fun costumes and serve your community while you're at it.

Happy Halloween!

P.S. And no, I did not get any pictures. I left my camera home both days, and it's not like there was an abundance of time for taking pictures... you're pretty much on your feet for the entire time. I think that the longest sitting break I had was 5-10 minutes long. And during that time I was organizing boxes of candy so that I COULD sit, or at least think about sitting. *Whew!*

So You Think You Can Dance Tour- It was awesome!

Do I really need to say any more? 

Ok, ok... I'll expound a little bit. Yesterday I went to the SYTYCD Tour with my older sisters at the "E" Center. It was great fun. My only problem was that the music was too loud, but what do you expect? 

Speaking on music... check this out! (For anyone who doesn't really know or care, this link is as much for my benefit as it is for yours.)

National Talk Like a Pirate Day!

Ahoy from off the port bow!

Yaaaarrrgh mateys! Today be a day of much celebration and rum! Here be yer CHALLENGE from the Captain Mad Charity Bonney of The Stalwart Walrus: sing as many seafarin' chanties that ye can, say "Argh" to all ye meet, and drink up all th' rum ye can lay yer hands 'pon!

May the Fair Winds ever be to yer back, and may th' sea take ye to High Adventure!

I must confess...

So. I ordered myself a MacBook. I know, I know... everyone I know will be rolling their eyes and moaning, "Why, Lady Type, why?" And I'll tell you why.

*Ahem* 'Cause.

OK, so there are WAY more reasons than just "'cause." But I don't feel like putting them all into this post right now. Lemme just tell you this. I love my old lappy, but I felt like I wanted to upgrade sometime before I moved away and had to start paying for food, rent, utilities, and all those other things. I figured that I should deplete my resources NOW while I have the resources. I know, I know. It's not very good logic. I guess I've never been logical. So sue me. ;-)

Work is funny... especially today

It's the day before Pioneer Day and you'd think that I wouldn't be super-busy because everyone is out preparing for holiday festivities. And you'd be right. Except, of course, for the fact that when one person calls with a problem, that means EVERYBODY starts calling at the EXACT SAME TIME.

I am not joking. It was dead silent for about an hour and then all of a sudden, the phone started ringing. I picked up the phone and it started ringing on the other lines as well. And you've got to understand something about my work phone. If someone calls you in the middle of another call, you can't just transfer the person already on the phone whenever you please and THEN pick up the other line... you have to answer the other line(s) first. And if you've got, say, five other calls on the line, you forget where you need to transfer people and they end up waiting for a ridiculously long time to talk to whomever it was they needed to talk to. (Although we do have really cool hold music. I think it's the MoTab singing "Love at Home." Maybe the pretty music is supposed to have a calming effect on the callers. You never know.)

Man. Crazy stuff.

Warning: Shopping Maniac

Oh man. So Steenie and I went to the Gateway yesterday for one last sisterly shopping trip before I move. That was a bad idea. (But don't get me wrong... I don't regret it at all.)

So we went to the Gateway looking for clothes, right? We each wanted to update our wardrobe (well, in my case, the words "image overhaul" come to mind; it's time for a drastic change- no more T-shirts and jeans every single day!), so we went to several stores looking for cute, different, hopefully inexpensive (or at least not ridiculously overpriced) clothes to add to our stores. I had no such luck... but that doesn't mean that I didn't buy anything.

We were in Wet Seal (not a store that I would recommend: the music is too loud and they don't have a lot of cute clothes, although there are a few roses among thorns) looking through the racks upon racks of clothes when I saw it. It was the single coolest thing in the store (apart from a really cute brown "safari-type" button up shirt that didn't fit quite right and didn't have a small enough price tag). It was hanging from a peg amid all the yellow and black, which makes sense, because it's yellow.

I'll bet you're wondering what it is. Well, here's a picture.


It's a purse. Isn't it cool? (Only mine's not blue. It's yellow.) Yeah, Christine convinced me to buy it, even though I really don't need it. (But we figured, "Hey, we're here and you might as well buy something." Not good logic, but the damage is done.)

Yeah. It's dangerous to take me shopping.