Halloween and a bit of unhealthy behavior

*I wrote this over the last day and a half*

Whoah, television is graphic at 1 AM.

On a side note- Happy Halloween! I hope everyone had a great time. I did, for the most part. I got drunk. A lot drunker than I usually do. Which still wasn’t that drunk by most people’s standards, but I’ve got about a 1:4 ratio for drinks, and most people usually think I’m taking it easy when I’m actually just trying to remember how my feet work. So it can get interesting if you’re hanging out with one or two of those “C’MON, have a DRINK with MEEEE” people. People like that occasionally make me want to get alcohol poisoning out of spite, but I’m pretty good about resisting.  I want to be able to enjoy my victories, and vomiting alcoholic bile out your nose for four hours while you try and convince yourself that killing yourself with the toilet-paper holder will be more trouble than it’s worth and will ultimately make it even harder to clean the bathroom tomorrow doesn’t seem like a proper way to say “fuck you” to someone who probably won’t even remember they met you.

Although, to be honest, that’s usually something that happens when you’re already out, and no one came close to that last night. I actually love some of that in “social drink” format, because otherwise I’ve been known to shift into “Christian-Grandma” mode and eschew anything more alcoholic than vanilla extract. So when someone who’s actually a friend shoves a bottle of *fantastic* vodka at me, I’m going to drink that shit straight and enjoy it. By the way, if anyone wants to get on my good side this Christmas, a bottle of Grey Goose will guarantee you any one of my organs, depending on which illness you decide to get.  Actually, decent bourbon will get the same results.

So will anything from LUSH. Or beads.

Not that I’m being a greedy asshole or anything. It’s still Halloween in my head. I’m in fucking pumpkin-carving mode. TIS THE SEASON.

Anyways, back to the Halloween outing... I’ve had better nights, to be honest. Me and some friends were meant to go to a club, but then that turned into “hanging out in a hallway in a massive line-up,” which then turned into “walking around town in stupid shoes for ages” and “getting hit on by angry nerds in casinos,” which got old so fast we ended up standing on the curb like the most creative hookers in history at 2 in the morning playing “whose cab is it?” with about 8 other drunk people. Tip for anyone trying to catch a cab- they have to stop if you leap out in front of them. Don’t do this unless you’re REALLY desperate/drunk.

It totally worked when I did it, though.

Anyways, it was an alright night. I had the most fucking awesome costume I’ve ever seen, though- I’m not kidding. At least, I saw a whole bunch of people in a whole bunch of awesome, I-spent-a-lot-of-money-on-the-internet type costumes, and mine was still my favourite. If anyone is a fan of the batman comics- I went as Harley Quinn, in a kind of adapted costume because I’m creative and don’t have a lot of money to spend on things that don’t fit right anyway because I’m a fucking Smurf with no boobs bit shorter than most people.

The general look was the same- I just had a dress and leggings/sleeves instead of a full bodysuit. I’m keeping it for next year, because it didn’t get a proper outing this time.

ANYWAY.

I have a nice night ahead of me. Relaxing, like. Homework and more homework and then an essay and some studying to mix it up, and then maybe sleep. IF I HAVE TIME, Y’KNOW. MAYBE.

WHAT I WANT TO DO: pass out with a mug of hot cocoa and a shitty television movie.

WHAT I WOULD DO IN A CONSEQUENCE-FREE ENVIRONMENT (just for fun): drink the rest of the tequila and watch Jersey Shore online until 2 in the morning, and then fall asleep on the balcony.

WHAT I WILL END UP DOING: Ugh. Go running, write a draft of my paper, drink 3 more mugs of hot cocoa, read a few articles and some shit for tomorrow, email my parents, and then fall asleep for a few hours somewhere around 3 in the morning.

Frowny-face.

L