Nano Nerves FO REALS

Yesterday I was dying to start. DYING. Today I'm scared to start!

Last night I helped my friend Emily throw a Halloween party for Sigma Tau Delta. It was alright. Students came. Some faculty came. Some people dressed up. I went as an Angel, and Tom went as a Devil and we have photos but I can't post them right now because I don't have my digital camera with me to upload them.

I spent most of the evening in a little bundle on a couch with my friends Cyndy and Meg analyzing the movie Carrie as it played on a huge, huge screen in the den. Cyndy is good at noticing movie correlations and I am very bad at it, so I was amazed every time Cyndy said something like, "I have always thought it is gross that the blood dumped on her references back to the menstrual blood in the shower." I am all, "WHOA! I never REALIZED that before! Because I am apparently an idiot!" We also evaluated the tuxedos the guys wear and yelled out a bunch of stuff about "dirty pillows" now and then. Meg noticed that Carrie must have run to the bathroom and whipped out her curling iron sometime during her prom because her hair miraculously curls itself a bit half-way through.

In closing, I had fun and I must say, I looked hot last night. It's nice to be in your 30s and still be able to look hot sometimes.

Now I'm going to try to get my mind in Nanowrimo. I have my word counter over there in the margin for everyone to see. As of this posting, I have written nothing. I am going to immediately write at least one sentence so that I can make sure my work counter works. I'm also toying with the idea of cancelling class. I am so over it. Not counting today there are only 7 class days (for my MW schedule) left in the semester. I just don't give a flying fork anymore.