Two midterms down, two to go. University is only fulfilling for the people and the city, but that will change when my classes shrink from 1700 to 40. Halloween is coming, so my roommates and I are carving pumpkins and buying leaves (WTF Jenny....they're just sitting on the ground, why buy them?) and decorating appropriately. The Gamma sisters are absolutely crazy, there are pumpkins and candles and skulls full of candy. I have not one but five parties at which my presence has been requested, three costumes, and so on. It gets a little ridiculous around here. When I asked Stella why Halloween was so massive, she just said that nobody was really around for Christmas, we had eastertime exams, and so on.

So I'ma head for Value Village today to put some final touches on my holmes costume (need a magnifying glass!) for TDChi on thursday and tomorrow I am being dragged to my first shopping trip at American Apparrel for the eighties-themed Zeta Psi party friday.

It's made me a bit sad that I've learned more reading A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson than in any/all of my bio classes. But so it goes.

Sarah, do you regret your tattoo?

The gamma girls can cook and do artsy craftsy things like none other. Here are some werewolf shaped cupcakes:


Also: Thursday night Marcel decided to have a party and invited some of the world's best, most movie-stereotypical douchebags to have ever existed. Their names were Jeff and Len:


Everybody got drunk, and it was awesome.


They went to the brunny. Marcel, who pretty much everybody reading this would totally love (but towards whom I am only lukewarm), thinks that he is cool, and maybe he is, but only in Europe.



Also, fill me in on your lives, assholes. I'm up to date with Eric, Christina, Maddie, and that's about it. Come on, step up.