Law Student Survives Entire Night Without Scary Dreams

As many of you know, I'm planning this big symposium that is taking place in two weeks. I have dozen professors and judges traveling here from across the country, a couple hundred people attending, and am organizing everything from the travel to the paper topics to the cornacopia (sp?) table decorations. Everything is under control, but it is everpresent in my mind, and I am having dreams every night that something has gone wrong. Two nights ago, I dreamed that I had forgotten to arrange the transportation for the contributors, so everyone had shown up for the symposium, and the presenters were all sitting at the airport, mad. Before that, I dreamed that all the contributors arrived, but no one came to watch except for my grandparents. Before that, I dreamed that I could not attend the symposium at all because I had to compete in the final episode of Project Runway. Anyway, no dreams last night. Thank God. It really stinks to spend the whole night worrying and basically working and then I wake up tired.

I just received an email from Lisa at Recyclaholics asking me to attend this year's Wearables Party on November 4 so that I can crown the new winner. The timing simply could not be better (ahem) since it's in one week, and right before the symposium. And there is certainly no pressure to make something awesome (ahem) since I won last year. Crap. But I do thrive on a good challenge, so I'll make the time to come up with something. I had hoped of course to make a dress of keyboard keys, but even with the donations from many of you, I don't have enough. I would need so many keyboards to pull it off. I had a dream last week (one of a few inexplicable project runway dreams I've had in the past few weeks) that I created a fabulous dress out of paper bags. Perfect craftsmanship in my dream of course, and given my actual skills and available time, I'm skeptical of my ability to pull it off. My other thought is a dress made of recycled legal pads, which I use constantly and have scattered all over the place. That one would be more appropriate given my situation, but more difficult than the paper bags and I'm not terribly excited about working with paper again (easily perforated/ripped). But my objective generally is to attempt to recycle things that truly do accumulate in my home. So it's either legal pads or cat food tins and those black plastic six-packs that plants come in. I have so many of those that I don't throw away and am not sure if I can recycle. So they just pile up in the garden shed year after year. Well, now I am rambling. Please let me know your thoughts & ideas on this situation.