went to a halloween party last night with quinn and laura. my costume was, if i do say so myself, pretty clever - i was an ipod silhouette commercial. black boots, black pants, black hoodie, black gloves, black face paint, black sunglasses, and a black wig - plus my ipod. the only problem was i had to hold my ipod and dance around for anyone to get what i was supposed to be. and the wig (a pirate wig from target) itched.
a few election themed costumes... (brilliant, having halloween right before the election, really.) a florida swing voter - depicted as a swing dancer in a dance matharon. a guy who "will vote 4
food beer." a paranoid citizen - wearing a shirt with 'code orange' and carrying a first aid kit, duct tape, and the ever-popular whistle.
it was a nice party. isiah and co. went all out on the decorations, and their house is really, really nice. big. seven people live there, but still. purple cobwebs, pumpkin lights, the whole deal. it's like... whoa. i guess we really are over the days where 'party' meant 'keg and plastic cups, plus boombox.'
before the party i had dinner with kris, who is in town from chicago. ross, you'll be happy to hear that we found a place that is very vegan friendly. kris got to come see my pans and my apartment - she thinks my pans sound great too :D
crashed at quinn and laura's for the night, now i'm back home. i'm going to go grab some food and head downtown to do the tourist thing with kris - there are plenty of museums i haven't seen.
oh, and i have discharged my duty as an american citizen. since i will be out of town next week, i cast an absentee ballot, helping to keep my blue state blue. now all i can do is sit and wait. actually, i've been fairly sucessfully distracting myself from the election lately, what with actually having a life and all. still nervous, though.
next weekend is my dad's 50th birthday party, which should be a lot of fun (even though my mother is going to conscript me into her decorating and cooking army). i know my dad is young to have kids our age - some of my friends' parents are 60 - but i still can't believe he's turning 50... he always says he's so happy to be able to say "you know, my youngest is out of college." see, i'm glad i didn't go to grad school.
the weekend after that rebecca comes to visit me. she's never been up here, hasn't seen dc or my apartment or anything so i am looking forward to showing it all off.
ok, i'm off. hooray for an extra hour!