Our office party is this Friday, and I’m kind of leading the party planning. It’s going to be great fun, but I’m undecided about my costume. I don’t really feel a need to go all out this year; I won the contest last year with my Super Mario costume – but I have three half-assed options, and I’m not sure which one to do:

• Rehash the Ramona Flowers outfit from PAX – I’d need to dig through my closet for an outfit, and make a giant hammer (+2 against girls)
• Punk Girl Scout – would require fabric to make a sash, and merit badges attached
• Bring back the terrifying Justin Bieber mask from Northern Voice – would require a paint stirrer

Nobody would understand the first costume, the second is a lot of work (relatively speaking), and the third is kind of lame (but really funny in my head). So, I’m putting it up to vote – which of my three really lame ideas should I do?

In other news, I’m so tired of constant negativity. I’ve really been paying attention to how people respond to things lately, even just random questions and small talk – and it’s disheartening to see/hear/read how many people instinctively have something negative to say. How about trying to be upbeat and positive for once? Is everything really THAT BAD? Yeah, it’s raining outside – is that truly the worst thing you’ve ever encountered in your life, or are you just bitching for the sake of something to say?

This isn’t to say that some people don’t have legitimate reasons to be negative and only an asshole would expect them to be cheery at all times .. it’s just the others that are starting to get to me. Does everything really suck so very hard just because your bus is full and your sandwich had mustard instead of mayo on it? I’m the first to whine about my first world problems, but I try to balance it out with general good cheer. Yes, the days are getting shorter – but spring is just around the corner! Okay, it’s raining – but it’ll pass soon enough! Maybe I spend too much time in my own head where it is happy and hilarious most of the time, or maybe I read too much into your 25 complaint-filled Tweets in a row. It’s just .. tiring. If you have a reason to be down, then more power to you – but constant complaining about nothing, to no one in particular, is just really fucking yucky.

(if you think this is directed at you, you are wrong)

The Kermit Dress lives!

During one of our last trips to America for shopping, I tried on this bright green pleated muumuu of a dress that I LOVED because it was hilarious, but everyone else hated. I often make jokes about shopping with handlers to keep me from buying ridiculous items, but it’s more of a necessity than a joke – I’ve given my friends Veto Power in an attempt to save me from myself. If you think I look terrible most of the time now, you should see what would happen if my friends weren’t involved. It .. isn’t pretty. Apparently, buying things because they’re funny does not really work with clothing.

I wasn’t really all that surprised to see the Kermit Dress again yesterday, on the clearance rack. Determined to make it work, I scooped it up and tried it on again – and was immediately veto’d by both Renee and Miranda. I was crushed – I LOVE the Kermit Dress. It’s so .. green and pleated, and it has a giant bow. Sure, it’s fantastically unflattering – it kind of makes me look like an artichoke – but I love it anyway, and it made me sad that four people had veto’d the dress.

Then I put a jacket over top of it, and pulled on my boots.

That was it! It changed the Kermit Dress from a shapeless horror to .. well, a shapeful horror that was actually kind of cute! After reviewing the outfit with the additional accessories, Miranda changed her vote and Renee soon followed. Just like that, the Kermit Dress was mine – look for it at some event near you! It is kind of impossible to miss!

The rainy season has begun, which means I won’t be wearing pants for the next little while. My pants are too long and they drag on the ground, so I try to avoid wearing pants because it’s just the grossest feeling ever (and plus I am tired of my coworkers quitting in wet pant protest) – I get to wear all the dresses and skirts I can’t really wear in the summer because I’m on Lola and it just isn’t safe. It feels equally unsafe on the bus, but here the potential for road rash is lessened.

Hey, universe: stop sticking it to people I care about. Thanks.

in limbo