Demetri Martin has a thing about adding “sort of” after certain phrases. The case of “Halloween” does not actually fit in with the joke, but we did have Halloween sort of, so I thought… Actually, never mind.

Halloween was this past Sunday, as I’m sure you know, but everyone seemed to celebrate on Saturday–except Butler University. Last year on Halloween, I went to Lambda Chi Alpha‘s fairly terrifying haunted house. Afterwards, my this-year-roommate and I went to Atherton Union to watch the scary movies and eat the free candy. Well, we mostly just pretended to watch the movie for a bit and smuggled Reese’s Pieces out in her babushka costume head scarf.

This year? Nada. Sure, there are parties, but I don’t drink, and as nice as it is to see everyone and admire all the creative costumes, I’m not going to hang around once people start up with all that. So we minced off to Atherton, hoping to fulfill our “we have to do something–it’s Halloween!” expectations. And there was nothing.

I’m not sure whether turnout last year was poor, or if all University-sponsored programs were earlier in the day (but it was before midnight), or if there were no programs because it was not actually Halloween on Saturday, but I was disappointed there were no late-night, non-alcoholic programs. Maybe I just missed it?

Don’t get me wrong. I don’t feel pressured to drink. There are plenty–plenty–of things to do that don’t involve alcohol. Butler generally does a good job of programming these sorts of events: In fact, some think we are over-programmed. But still. It was Halloween sort of.

However, we still had cute costumes:

I went as Y Ball Eiffel Tower, of Laban Movement Choir fame. Very low key. Mildly witty, if you are in on the joke (as all dance majors are). Perfect.

Nancy Drew and the Case of the Missing Emeralds by Star Fountain.

Afterwards, I hung out with a friend. There might have been apple cider involved.