My mom had a family party Saturday. I was a witch. I thought I looked pretty good, except my boobs kept trying to escape my dress.
This was bad for at least two reasons beside the obvious:
1. It was a family party.
2. The dress wasn't that low-cut.
It was however, quite tight around that region. It was the dress part of my sister's renaissance-type costume from a few years ago, I'm not sure how she ever squeezed herself into it.
Damn boobies.
So... what did you/are you going to do if anything? I've got a busy night of devouring candy, watching horror movies, playing with my ouiji board, and hiding from trick-or-treaters ahead of me.
My candy, damn it!
I had my heart set on an Evil Dead/Army of Darkness marathon, but I can't find my Evil Dead II. Oh, sob. I might just have to supplement it with some Bubba Ho Tep or something.
Damn, I this holiday so much...
I saw the loveliest news headline earlier. "Bush to Unveil Super-Flu Strategy Tuesday." It wouldn't really have stuck out to me if I hadn't just started re-reading The Stand shortly before. It sort of freaked me out for a second.
I feel random today...
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My sketches. For my sweetheart, the drunk. Mwah.