Connie, that so sucks.
Oh, hey, surly teenagers without costumes who cleaned out my candy bowl. It's like I summoned them. I actually called them that and said I hoped they didn't get a stomachache or anything.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Connie, that so sucks.
Oh, hey, surly teenagers without costumes who cleaned out my candy bowl. It's like I summoned them. I actually called them that and said I hoped they didn't get a stomachache or anything.
This tag on twitter (and many of the posts under the tag) are cracking my shit up:
#ThingsLongerThanKimsMarriage
How much is that wedding supposed to have cost?
Just finished my lab that's due on Wednesday. I didn't do the Bibliography page yet, but I can cobble that together after work tomorrow. I've scheduled a half-day off of work Thursday afternoon so I can visit the Newberry Library for my class. We have to write up our visit--that's due on the 16th along with two other labs, so I'll be coming here to campus on Saturday to get those labs done. Then, we get the 23rd off for Thanksgiving, and the final project and one more lab are due on the 30th. Presentations for said final project will be done on the 30th and the 7th, and then we're done--yay!
Next semester, I'm taking Government Documents, which is an online class so I don't have to schlep down here in winter traffic. Also, since that's what I've been working with for the past decade or so, I'm hoping it'll be a bit easier for me.
I watched Conversations With Dead People
Damn it, that reminded me I wanted to watch Fear, Itself. But I also wanted to go to bed early. Conflicted now.
And his little girl said, "No, Daddy, we're not allowed to go to houses with unmembers."
How did the little girl know? Is there a Big Mormon Sign that members' houses have that yours is missing? (I know virtually nothing about Mormonism, so you could answer almost anything and I'd believe it.)
FINALLY getting some trick-or-treaters. I love pre-teen boys escorting younger kids; they think they're so badass, and then freak out at the sight of my fangs.
ION, that cheddar apple quick bread recipe is amazing. Nom.
Seriously delicious!
I don't mind the older kids coming by in whatever half assed costume or not. I can't really begrudge them wanting free candy! And all the ones who came by were polite and it's nice to have a pleasant interaction with the young people. Mostly we did have lots of littles in costume though. I didn't get home until 730 and it wasn't crazy busy. I put the candy in the kids' bags (most of them won't even reach for it) and my emphasis was on getting rid of it quickly so I could go inside and make food. 2 big bags gone in about 1/2 an hour!
I wished I'd saved one piece of something though. I'd love a little something sweet to eat right now! ... just remembered we have an open bag of caramel corn in the pantry. uh oh.
This will go poof shortly.
insent. I think.
Oh, hey, surly teenagers without costumes who cleaned out my candy bowl.
Then they came up here and stole the bowl we put out after HKF went to bed and we turned off the light. HMPH. Not just the candy. The bowl, too.
I kinda can't believe that Laura Bush and Colin Powell appeared on the same ticket as a guy who pretty much has to be a teach-you-how-to-spam guy, an aggressive stock instructor, and someone who teaches you how to flip trailer parks.
We did not get Laura Bush. But we did have Colin Powell and Bill Cosby.
Damn it, that reminded me I wanted to watch Fear, Itself.
Actual Size!!!
Thining about Halloween, I don't quite understand why I LOVE true crime documentaries and books, and I like things with a supernatural bent, but I am completely indifferent to horror. I don't think I have ever willingly watched a horror movie, because they are too scary. But I watch true crime documentaries to help me fall asleep.
I guess I'm a big meanie. No one gets to pick candy from a bowl. I drop candy into bags, pumpkins whatever. When I go to bed, the porch light goes out and no more candy. The flip side of not refusing candy to anyone who is minimally polite.