{{KB}} {{brenda}} (but those are cute shoes, and I'm not even into shoes) {{Sean and S}}

So far, I am guardedly pleased with September for me. We had one sunny day, and two with sun (also rain, so not perfect, but ok). September really should be nicer to the rest of y'all, though. ::looks meaningfully at September::

I did drink quite a lot this weekend, too. Yum.

Also went to Target, and pouted that the Halloween decorations were not out yet. I did pick up a black velvet-on-black sparkly material spiderweb tablecloth, though. M laughed at me - he has not seen the depths of my Halloween geekiness.

Not quite time to bring the skulls and skeletons out. I'll wait till the end of the month at least.

I did pick up a black velvet-on-black sparkly material spiderweb tablecloth, though.

Oooh!

My Target has Halloween decor out. Not their full line yet, but at least 2 full aisles and a center section.

I've been told (by a friend who works in the Halloween industry, the lucky thing) that the Halloween issue of Better Homes & Gardens is a thing of beauty.

Collection agencies crack me up.

Long ago, when I moved out of Burbank, I guess I left a balance on my cable service - a whopping $28. They called back in MARCH, offered to "settle" it for $25, I said sure. Gave them the checking info, didn't give it another thought.

I got a letter from the same agency saying I owed the amount still. I called. Turns out, they had added like 3 numbers to my checking account number so it "bounced". I gave them the info again, they don't report to the credit agencies, it will be paid Friday. All is well.

But fuck. IT'S SIX MONTHS LATER. Took them six months to let me know the fucking thing "bounced" and OF COURSE it's the day after I had to pull $300 out of my ass for the PITA cat.

::head desk::

Hey Daisy Jane, how'd the hair color come out?

I'm doing it tonight! I just got back from Walgreen's with the "My shit is fucked" special. Smokes, haircolor and sleeping pills.

I drank more than my weight in scotch from Sat to Mon. Saturday was good drinking Sunday and Monday were pathetic drown your sorrows drinking. Also, I put my hand through a glass pane Sunday night (I did think it was solid wood. Still stupid, but oddly cathartic.

for the PITA cat

Which always make me think "she made a sandwich out of the cat???"

I just got back from Walgreen's with the "My shit is fucked" special. Smokes, haircolor and sleeping pills.

IE, "When they find my corpse, at least my hair will look good."

I could only have had a more pathetic collection of items if I'd added Cosmo and a pint of ice cream.