Let me try to explain my halloween costume. Yes, I am a cowgirl for Halloween. It is possible that Santee has finally made me crack, but then again, I do drive a truck so who knows? In my defense though, I only bought a straw cowboy hat and a ridiculous belt with the American eagle etched into the back with a belt buckle the size of texas. Now that I think about it, I should have bought a belt buckle of texas, it would have been perfect. I'm hoping to get some good use of this costume though at the couple o' parties I'll be bouncing around at tomorrow evening with Darya. We're going to the Sigma Chi frat house off the highway 56 some where that's supposed to be a ranch. It should be fun, last year they supposedly had 1000 people go to this thing. Andrei, my crazy Romanian friend, is part of the frat, and I'm hoping that he can get my name on the guest list. Oh, funny fact about Andrei. So he has this thing for my friend Liena, who is very...voluptuous we'll say. She told me the other day that the first time she met Andrei, Gary introduced those two and Andrei said in his funny accent, "Nice to meet you. So Liena..." he smiled, "....you look experienced." Which made Gary yell, "What the fuck Andrei?! You can't just say that to her!" Crazy Romanian kids...

So last week Darya and I bought Jeff his 21st birthday present. Keep in mind that Jeff loves to pretend that he's a hard-core "compassionate conservative" and constantly yells at everyone on the team that they're not religious enough. He'll come up to someone in the middle of a conversation, especially to Heather, and say, "You know Heather...eternity is a long time. Jesus is the way to the light." So we thought it'd be hilarious to get him a Jesus action figure for his birthday, and we did. Deluxe Miracle Jesus to be exact with glow-in-the-dark hands, plastic fish and bread that's advertised "Feeds 5000!", and a small plastic jug that "Turns water into wine!". It was great, especially with the card we found. It's a pic of Jesus kneeling with his hands praying but in the lap of some skanky looking girl. The card reads, "I gave myself to Jesus...but he never calls" and inside the card says, "He did this to me last summer too" Greatness. He loved the present by the way.

Running the frosh/soph regatta tomorrow with the team captains tomorrow at Mission Bay, then party hopping UCSD style...whatever that means. Add a dash of h/w on the race committee boat as part of my 8-9 hours I'll spend on it and you have my day tomorrow. Fun stuff