My next door neighbor is a thieving jerk. She accepted a package sent to me, with my name on it, and never said a damn word. It's been a month (I didn't know the package was sent until I got the bill this week). Now I need to get the damn thing back or else I'll be charged $80. I've been knocking on her door all week, and no answer. Hopefully my apartment manager can get it from her. Next step: firmly worded letter slipped under her door. And then a freaking police report.

THIEF!!!

Since I've moved into my apartment, I've baked banana bread, coffee cake, and now applesauce cake. Tomorrow I'm going to bake chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting.

Being bored and lonely is going to make me fat.

I was running through Capitol Park and saw the CRAZIEST wedding outfits I've ever seen. Seriously. I'm still thinking it was a big crazy joke/student film wedding, because the dresses just could not have been real. And the couple looked like they were 19 years old. The bride was wearing a crazy dress with four layers of tulle in the skirt- like a tulle wedding cake. The groom had a tux that looked a little too big... and was sparkly. Yes. Some sort of glitter/sparkles thing as part of the tux material. And the bridesmaids had on BRIGHT MAGENTA floor length dresses. In heavy satin. With Sleeves. And light pink around the waist. And tiaras. It. Was. CRAZY.