The only thing worse than sea sickness...

So tonight I am going to this Hart House fancy dinner thing, for execs of clubs and committees. Of course I am faced with the biggest dilemna since... since.. well I don't know when... what to wear. I hate these fancy things where you are supposed to get all dressed up: but Gd forbid you don' get dressed up enough, or even worse... dressed up too much. To make matters even more difficult, I have improv at the same time, which means whateverIi wear needs to be COMFORTABLE. Now thats a laugh!

Since the world isn't scary enough,

i love eggs!




sigh.