You know you may be failing at being a girl when it takes you 3 hours to paint your fingernails bright blue. Granted, I haven't had a lot of practice at painting my fingernails...wearing nail polish on my fingers makes my hands feel like they're suffocating...but even so. 3 hours? Really?

All in a good cause, though. For tomorrow---ahem, later today---I shall become that most excellent of women, Felicity Smoak, for Halloween. In all her bright-nailed, funky office-wear, eyeglasses-and-curly-ponytail, IT-Girl-Next-Door glory. I don't think I've been this excited about a Halloween costume in ages. Maybe ever.

If only I had an Oliver Queen to whom I could make awkward, unintentionally sexual pronouncements....