Halloween Costumes

I had my costumes for the next three years all planned out. This year I would be a fairy, the next I would be a ninja, and the year after that I would be a gothic rag doll. It would all work out.

What I didn't bargain on happening was that it would be too cold to be a fairy. Of course. You can't go around in sleeveless dresses at the end of October. It just doesn't work. Sure, I had it all planned out, and I would look great in sparkly silver wings and my sequinned semi-formal dress, but, in the end, practicality triumphs again. I do not intend to walk around at night in the freezing cold in only a satiny dress and a pair of wings. It's just not going to work out.

So, now what am I going to do? I thought. Being a fairy is completely ruled out, and I was already a witch last year, after being the Red Death didn't work out, although that is by far the easiest costume. I was going to have to come up with something new - which involves going costume shopping.

After much wishy-washiness, I finally decided that I would steal the costume idea reserved for my senior year (however awesome it would look in the Halloween parade) and use it this year. I'm going to be a gothic rag doll, and creep myself out every time I look in the mirror.

Subject change: I am now severely ticked. Monstrously ticked. Do you know why? It is because Hulu has done something, I don't know what, and now I can't access Buffy the Vampire Slayer season two. Or three, or any of the other seasons. I can't continue where I left off, and it's incredibly annoying, because I love that show! And I don't know where I'm going to find them, either.

Great.

Yes, I've Decided to Shake Things Up

So, I decided to change my blog's name. I was getting a little bored of the old one, and this one seems to be more appropriate. I also changed my random question, though I've got to say, I think I liked my old one better.

By the way, this weekend was Apple Fest, in case you didn't notice the massive traffic jams streaming from Beak and Skiff and, well, the Apple Fest. I was working there Saturday, at eight in the morning. We avoided the traffic (Mr. Hafler got a parking pass), thankfully, but it was raining the entire morning in the fifty degree weather. Sarah and I stood shivering alone in the Mason's booth for about an hour until the other people came. We had to wear dorky paper hats, like the kind you might find in a 50's ice cream parlor, and vinyl gloves as we sold sausages to the people at the Apple Fest. It's kind of a demeaning experience - selling sausages, and wearing a weird hat. Though you kind of have to put it in perspective - at least we didn't have to dress up as tacos. ((Of course, I'll bet it's nice and warm in those taco outfits)).

Other Interacters arrived around nine (an hour late). I kind of liked it when it was just me and Sarah, I've got to say. I took a break around noon, and had to stay an hour after my shift was done, because my ride was Mr. Hafler, who had to wait for Mrs. Thomas. *sigh* Oh well.

When I finally got home, around two, I smelled strongly of sausages and smoke.

Oh, and Anna, I left my camera at your house today when I was taking photos of rabbits. I should probably call you now.