Year 1, Week 4, blah blah.

Good afternoon, diligent blog followers. Today I have only a report on my neighbor's singing. She appears to be TOTALLY oblivious to the fact that her front door is two inches from my front door and that our apartments share a wall. I can hear very mundane, ordinary things like talking, sneezing, coffee grinding, and I assume that they can hear the same. Which is why (for decency's sake)I close my living room door when watching CSI: Miami. Anyway, apparently Tuesday at noon is singing time, and today was Fleetwood Mac "Dreams" Day. It was an inspired rendition, and I can only hope that my dear neighbor stumbles upon this blog when she googles something like "Ballard" and "balloon" and discovers that anyone with the Internet can read about her singing. Which is not bad, per se, it is just loud, and if you're going to sing that loudly, you may as well just ask if you can come and sing in my apartment. That is all.

Two more things: one, I need help with a costume idea for an MBA costume/mixer/dance party that I will be attending on Friday. Two, a picture of my stately, plastic crown: