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Like how the hamburglar says rabble-rabble-rabble, but not.

So, is it weird that I’m kind of excited about dressing up for tonight? I am supposed to dress all gothic for the Mystery Dinner I’m attending. It should be fun. I’m a little concerned that I’ll get pulled over on the way there and I’ll have to explain that I’m going to a party, blah blah blah. We’ll see. I am pleased that I’ve found something other than black pants to wear. I hate them, you see. With a passion. I pretty much refuse to wear them. I have a pair of black wool ones, and I’ll only wear them because they’re warm (and satin lined!). But otherwise? Veto on the black--in pants form. I think I’m too pale to wear the black on bottom. I’d rather wear gray. That’s weird, eh?

I need a suggestion for a good book to have a lot of people read. It needs to be lighthearted and appeal to various age groups. We’re thinking about discussing books at our Third Thursdays.

Do y'all ever go on color kicks? My favorite color is pink, but lately I've wanted to buy orange everything. This happened to me another summer-2002. I wanted to buy orange everything. I even bought orange shampoo! Earlier this year I was on a green kick. I've been on blue and yellow kicks too, and of course pink isn't a kick it's a way of life! But now it's orange.

Also, I’m frightfully worried I’m going to forget something for the beach. Our space is SO LIMITED because Otto’s Rubie is tiny, and we have to bring the back seat—otherwise we might as well bring my car. I’m not sure how we’re going to fit all of our stuff in there—I wish I had a Mary Poppins bag. We’ve planned for the basics—towels, suits, beer, clothes, beer, sunscreen, sunglasses, umbrella, beer, water bottles, etc. And things like medicine, shampoo, and items on our list for the group, but I’m just afraid I’m forgetting something. I made an excel list with checkboxes.

Yes, really.

Gah! I wish people wouldn’t talk in the hall. It makes it impossible to concentrate (hence the blogging instead of working).

I bet I’ll post pics from tonight tomorrow and then that’s my last blog for at least a week! Well, unless some idiot has an unprotected wireless connection at the beach that we can use—which I’m sure would go snail slow since everyone would try to use it. But I’d be thankful for that idiot, at least.

Expect book updates when I return. I’ll have read a ton of ‘em, likely.