blackest-black, professional pants, & autumn

It's been a long time since I blerged (that's how I say it in my head). Naturally, today, since I am in the library trying to write my first paper of the semester, it seemed like the ideal time to get back in the game. Paper due Weds? psssssssh. I don't have to start that till Tuesday at 10pm.

So here is a little list of things that are going on here in Denver... to get you up to speed. Enjoy.

I recently purchased "blackest black" mascara, to replace the "brownish black" that I have been using. I'm told it will make my eyes pop. I'm hoping it will change my life dramatically. I'm pretty sure it will make all the difference in my dating life, too. By my blackest-black calculations, I should be engaged by November or so.

Fall is here - evidenced by the 41 degree temperatures, and apparently, snow? Juxtaposed with yesterday's 80+ degrees and sunny, it's safe to say Fall wanted to make an entrance this year. ok, Fall, easy. You're here. We get it.

There are other things I love about Fall... like Pumpkin Spice Latte's (PSL's). I had my first one - it was delectable, as it is every Autumn. The other thing I love about Fall is TV. Don't judge me, but I really do like it when all the shows come back. Season premieres are so exciting! This year I am jazzed about The Office, Grey's Anatomy (I can't help it), Brothers and Sisters... those are the top 3, I would say. OH, and I love the new show Glee. It's a show about Glee club. Lots of show choiry numbers. Are you surprised that I love it? It's a musical TV show. It's a little bit like when the PSL was invented. I loved pumpkin. I loved latte's. The combination was a little bit like a dream come true.

I also love "sweater weather." I love cold weather clothes. I like needing a jacket. I also like it when it is not 100 degrees in my bedroom, so I am excited about the arrival of cooler weather.

Last month's book club book was "American Wife" by Curtis Sittenfeld, and I loved it. Loved it. Read it.

I'm trying to get involved in stuff. Like supper groups and small groups at church. Approaching the end of school (forever) kind of made me realize that for the first time, you know, ever, I was going to have to make friends like a grownup. Shoot. All else fails, I'll just be the creepy graduate who still hangs around the student center pretending to have a reason to be there. It's an option, anyway.

I'm very professional these days. I wear dress pants and dresses and high heels that click in the hallway. I don't know if you knew this, but that's how you can tell if you're officially professional - if your shoes click in hallways. I hadn't bought heels in a long time... just bought some really cute ones at Target (pronounced tar-jhay, like the French say it) that make me feel like I am, well, really professional. I AM SUCH A BIG DEAL. Very busy and important, as it were. [Here's my secret: my internship scares the poo out of me. So dressing like I know what I'm doing is hopefully tricking everyone (myself included) into believing that I do, in fact, know what I am doing. I think it's working. I think my new shoes with the clicking sound will help, too.]

I got a new room, got new roommates, and our house looks, pretty much, like a new house. It's kind of ridiculous & I'm kind of loving it.

Ingrid Michaelson, my fave, has a new CD! This is excellent news. Even excellenter (deal with it) is that I get to see her in concert on Oct 19 for the third time! That's once per year that I have lived here. Thrilling.

I blogged a while ago about my friend Zac who was battling lymphoma. Maybe some of you checked out his blog - it has been good, for me, to read his thoughts and perspectives on having cancer, dealing with cancer, chemo, etc... and I am so excited to tell you all that he had a PET scan last week and he is clear of cancer! That is awesome.

So hmm. That seems to kind of cover the very important details of my always exciting life here in Colorful Colorado. Hope this finds you enjoying better weather, similarly gleeful about Fall's arrival and all that it entails, and not writing church history papers in a library of any kind.

peace out girl scout.

I don't know. It just felt right.