Just Say No to Iowa

So, I have to shave my ambition down just a bit. The Writers' Workshop at Iowa is dropping off my list. I'm finding after becoming more acquainted with other programs that Iowa isn't in my top 3 anymore. Also, they require a financial aid form like now and I don't even have last year's taxes done yet. And, they recommend GRE scores for funding. Another strike against me. Fuck standardized tests, yo.

I'd rather be drinking, like I was for this Halloween costume party at work: I was Sante Kimes, famed grifter who had a disgusting affair with her son. And killed people for real estate cash. A real charmer. Total freak. Quite a stretch for me, as I guess you would imagine. Louche and thirsty.


Later that night, I transformed into Loretta Lynn. I'll find a pic and post it eventually. Picture: the same wig, down, and a Pepto pink Miss Rodeo USA getup. It was fucking awesome.