Oct 15, 2007 - Elfed!

    Sudden urges to visit the WC pulled me from my dreams this morning at about a quarter to eight. My intention had been to sleep in until until at least 8:45 (I have a 9:15 class) but the need to rise would not let me be, so I rose. Groggily I stumbled to the door, pulled it open, and stopped dead in utter confusion. The portal was covered from floor to ceiling in newspaper and tape. Thin pink and green letters angled down the middle. Is this some kind of belated birthday prank? I wondered. My eyes were too far closed to make out whatever word it was that the pink and green letters formed. Actually, it was several words. A little head shake and a hard look crumpled the last of my dreams and knocked the the remaining crumbs of sleep from my eyes. YOU'VE BEEN ELFED!!!!! screamed the now clear pink and green letters. Outside the door and beyond the newspaper rose a pile of candy and spa trinkets - oils and face scrub, polish and spritz. "
    "Victoria!" I whispered. "Victoria!" I was practically dying from gigglement. "You've got to see this," I urged. My poor, sleepless roommate turned to the wall and shoved her pillow over her head. I tried a little louder while "happening" to bump into the wall and trip over some shoes. *thud-clomp* With a regretful sigh she turned over.
    Once  outside the door my giggles had turned full laughter. There were pictures of gorgeous men taped all around the doorway with captions such as "Oh, I think I see Barbara in the distance," or "I hope that hottie Victoria likes my sweater." My personal favorite shows a man sitting part way up a spiral staircase with a little thought bubble: I hope Barbara is at the top of these stairs. The bathroom, too, was covered in magazine clippings with more hilarious captions. Every girl had at least four with her name and some sort of an ego-boost. We stood just staring and giggling, the lot of us, for a good 15 minutes, wiping tears of hilarity from our eyes. I think it was the best Monday morning of my school career. I have nothing against Mondays, but this one in particular I was not looking forward to as it was to be very busy. But all day long, every time I popped into my room to exchange books or change clothes, their was my entourage, waiting dreamily for me.