so, i'm not quite as neurotic as this entry will make me seem, but i figured this would be entertaining enough to post. i'm going to my ten year reunion on saturday and just what the hell do you wear to a ten year reunion? i cannot possibly convey my much improved wardrobe, nor my much improved general awesomeness since 1997 in one evening. at worst, i would like to at least not look like a schmuck. this is my goal. so, readers. welcome to my over-planning world.

 

notes on the event: saturday, 6-12pm. forecast: 50°F and clear. [read: brrrrr!]. i grew up in a small rural town [read: not fancy]. graduating class of about one hundred [read: no strangers]. it's at the american legion hall [read: again, not fancy].

 

opinions? please don't ask me why i look so angry in the last three because i don't know. my look serious and/or unaffected expressions often end up as man, what's HER problem? le sigh. i think mostly it was a combination of wondering when the timer was going off, and getting tired of resetting the camera for every shot. and my camera is conveniently not flat on any surface except for the very bottom, which gives the last shots a nice tilted effect, no?

 

this seems obvious, but click for larger views. 

 

                      

               

 

i also know the pictures don't match up top to bottom but honestly don't you think i've already spent far too much time on this already?

 

the polls are open! 

if you're looking for an explanation... there isn't one, really.

it's a stuffed lion squished into a jar.
only one of many poses.
i love it.

 

[i blame the sleep deprivation].