I'm in a dressing-up kind of mood. And not like when you're a little kid and have a Dress-Up Box in the playroom, but real dressing up, like for a party or formal event. I think the last time I seriously went formal was my high school graduation, and I look back on those pictures and cringe.

But I bought every girl's traditional wardrobe staple - my "little black dress" - in Paris last year (not as glamorous as it may sound; it was something like twelve euro at H&M), and I just now tried it on again. It's a knee-length halter dress, plain black and made of thin swishy fabric, and if it looked good then, it looks great now. My shoulders and arms are toned from swimming, my face has thinned down and my little pot belly is on its way out - and if I do say so myself, I looked pretty damn good just now. Especially with dangly silver earrings. So - anybody have a place I can wear it to?

Anyway, I'm back in my faded red pajama ensemble as I type this.

Not much to say. Discovered that 500-odd songs did not get added to the iPod and went back and fixed it. Went to astronomy and heard that Vicki had her baby very early this morning, a little boy. Ordered three books off bn.com that I'd been wanting for a while. Picked up two more Kerry buttons (I Voted Early For Kerry/Edwards and Students for Kerry/Edwards) plus a sticker and a feminist VOTE sticker, all of which I wore to work today. (Total buttons: five. Are they all on my backpack? Oh yes.)

Two weeks to Lasik.

5 days till the Election Day.

In five minutes, it'll be 4 days.

Cross your fingers.