Maroon is More Red Than Anything Else... Right?

Seriously... I only posted twice in November! I'm sorry that I fail at keeping you all up to date with the goings on in my life. You can bury me up to my head and then stone me to death after this post.

Laverne and Shirley, on the
prowl! She's Shirley, I'm
totally Laverne.

Well they're maroon... but that's
kind of red. 

So let's see... what is going on? What has been happening? Well... Last night was ladies night, whoa! We got dressed to the 9's and went out to paint the town red. Like my shoes! And we looked sassy and classy and there were free drinks to be had and men breaking their necks, duh. And fun was had all round. Also, whoever said 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' never tried to Wobble in those shoes.


And last weekend the Wildcats won the Big 12 title, so in some twisted turn of fate to further tear my soul in two, we are facing off against the Ducks in the Fiesta Bowl. Because I haven't been tortured enough all season, now my two teams are pitted against each other. It should be an awesome game though, and I figured I would take the next day off work so I can watch this game the way it's meant to be watched - in a bar, with everyone else who is too poor to go to Arizona, drinking beer and screaming at the TV in unison. Either way, I win anyway. I'll just wear am Oregon shirt under my K-State shirt. I'm probably going to get lynched.

Today I drank waaaaay too much coffee, approximately 50 ounces to be precise, and let me tell you - I'm definitely paying for it right now. I have the worst caffeine-crashing headache. It's my own fault, I suppose. So I cooked myself a romantic dinner for one and chilled out in my relatively clean apartment. I guess that means I'll have to be twice as festively productive since I still have many many things to do before I'm ready for Christmas. And next weekend is my Christmas SpecTACKular. Get it? I know, I'm clever. More on that after it's happened - it's likely to be a hit, like all of my gatherings.

I have a really bad habit of leaving things unfinished - it's something I'm trying to change. But I suppose now is as good a time as ever to touch on revelation #3 "If you throw a pirate party, don't be surprised when you wake up the next day and your house has been literally pillaged and plundered (and all the rum is gone)." What a strange revelation that doesn't really have anything to do with your ones, is what you might be thinking. Well... those of you who remember my very first post, it was right after my 24th birthday, which I celebrated by throwing a pirate party. Costumes, rum, pirate music, the works. And the revelation is pretty self-explanatory... I think we went through about 6 bottles of rum, on top of all the other liquor. There were swords and hats and eye patches and mustaches strewn about the next day. There was cake and frosting EVERYWHERE - seriously... on the bathroom wall and all over my kitchen cabinets, floor, and oven. I'd say if we were going for a realistic pirate theme, it was successful.

Okay, I'm sorry I don't have anything as exciting or as ridiculous as normal, but I'll work on that, I promise!

I'll leave you with this song for now, because it's perfect in every way.
From Finner - Of Monsters and Men

Toodles, Miss Georgia