Disappearing Acts.

Oops! I'm not entirely certain about what happened there! I would like to tell you all that school has overtaken my life and that I am off cultivating all kinds of exciting scholarly pursuits, but alas, it is not so (aside from my project on Plague, which fills me with inappropriate delight). I haven't even been lazy and languid, although I haven't really been wanting for lovely wonderful things either--which is a statement that is insipid to a point where I almost can't stand it--despite the rest of everything else.




I ended up changing into thicker tights, since the weather went back to being chilly and cranky, which got the strangest and most distasteful of looks. I wore a pair with one black and one white leg. Such hostility from those little things! On the other hand, I did sort of predict this kind of thing last year. I also wore them on campus on Halloween as my pre-costume outfit, or part of it (I didn't run around without clothing on, I know that some things do not qualify as pants) and the reaction was happy and good! I guess some people are just the biggest snobs and I don't care a bit about them anyway. The remarkable thing was I didn't. A horrible girl in a pastry shop gave me the worst look, and I didn't care at all because at least I wasn't wearing a puffy vest! I was quite happy to be in my silly tights, with my new favorite dress-which I bought two of because it went on sale for ten dollars--that you see pictured.

But the weather makes things difficult, no longer is vague layering sufficient, now we call for coats and scarves and perhaps the occasional mitten.

In other news, my boyfriend took me to go see Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band, and besides the horrendous yelling man four or five rows back whose existance I cannot even begin to fathom, it was such fun! We don't often go out and venture into the world for day trips and things, since we're both so fond of home and blankets, but it is something we will have to do more often!