what a magnificent time of year. it's like a seasonal changing of the guard and it's celebrated everywhere... there's samhain for the druids, all saint's day for the catholics, ramadan for the muslims, and halloween for us commercial bastards. speaking of ramadan, i wonder how it's going in iraq. is the US Army distributing one sheep per household, so that at the certain time of day, all of the sheep's throats will be slit. i wonder what a country of muslims slitting their sheep's throat at once sounds like. i know what it looks like: blood in the streets, flowing like a heavy rain, the smell of both cooking and rotting flesh pungant in the air. kids smiling as dying sheep flail helplessly at their feet, fathers weilding a dirty and bloody blade proudly. this is where i believe we just can't help iraq in most ways. we differ culturally so much and have such contrasting values, undermining any potential effort we could make in helping rebuild what we destroyed. not to mention that's like sherman burning down atlanta and then marching back in saying, "pardon me, ya'll, let me help you with that school."
too little, too late.
anyway, halloween went off without a hitch. i rocked the galaxy in my mom-made jedi knight robes with green saber in hand. my contacts are totally fucked so i went out practically blind. but after a few "vulcan mind meld"s i couldn't see much anyway. amazingly, i woke up feeling snazzy and started what i think will be a great day. although, it's awfully warm outside (80 degrees) for November. eh, polar ice caps are melting, we got code red days, and now you can lay out and get a tan on Halloween.
i've got the ex's lil' chihuahua, formerly known as my lootie, the loot, yordle, and stinky. i do love her so, especially in her clown costume that grandma had her dressed in when i picked her up yesterday. fucking adorable, but very stinky. her breath smells like a mixture of sulfur and feces. it's stinky love.
whelp, time for me to blaze a trail and get my vcr programmed to record the unoffical season premiere of the simpsons tomorrow night. treehouse of horror 14. represent.
♥
too little, too late.
anyway, halloween went off without a hitch. i rocked the galaxy in my mom-made jedi knight robes with green saber in hand. my contacts are totally fucked so i went out practically blind. but after a few "vulcan mind meld"s i couldn't see much anyway. amazingly, i woke up feeling snazzy and started what i think will be a great day. although, it's awfully warm outside (80 degrees) for November. eh, polar ice caps are melting, we got code red days, and now you can lay out and get a tan on Halloween.
i've got the ex's lil' chihuahua, formerly known as my lootie, the loot, yordle, and stinky. i do love her so, especially in her clown costume that grandma had her dressed in when i picked her up yesterday. fucking adorable, but very stinky. her breath smells like a mixture of sulfur and feces. it's stinky love.
whelp, time for me to blaze a trail and get my vcr programmed to record the unoffical season premiere of the simpsons tomorrow night. treehouse of horror 14. represent.
♥
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i'm glad you had a good halloween. hooray for halloween. i'll shut up my face now. peace