After work, I dropped by the YMCA to complete my paperwork, get my membership card, and all of that jazz. When the staff member at the desk pulled out my application, I noted that the address of my employer was, as I had thought, clearly written on the front page (Music cue: "Vindicated" by Dashboard Confessional).
I went home to get ready for a Halloween party at Eric and Danielle's. I really wanted to dress as a vampire, as I've been thriving on a steady diet of vampire fiction, but I couldn't find realistic fangs. I compromised and made myself a fang banger (vampire groupie) from "True Blood," complete with fang marks on my neck. Benjie wore scrubs and was "Asian McDreamy." He looked pretty damn dreamy. I ate a ton at the party, and we socialized for a couple of hours. It's strange how I feel like I'm "passing" as a healthy person around people we don't know. The good thing is they seem to buy the act.
