The Hat is from Clara and Shu-En so I bore it bravely.

Randomly, my bday's one day before Gm's. Being a first-year and on his merry way out of soberity, he attacked me with the feather duster that came with the hat. Cecil and HP are S'porean cold-wusses and I'm not sure where the blankets came from. Michelle is ready for Halloween and hawt.

The best present, I think, was Leesburg on Saturday, although I felt like crap afterwards for copping out of Culturefest. Unhurried bus conversations, iPod killer shuffle, passing farms and forests shot through with fall colours. All the girls literally beelining off in different directions when we were let off at the outlet mall, getting a skirt and two dresses and having the straight-out-of-Queer-Guy cashier pronounce the little black one "so cute" so we had happy conversation about wearing it with jeans or knee-high boots. And finding the best, creamiest hazelnut latte ever tasted at the Daily Grind.