11.01.09
"What are you supposed to be?" "Oh...nothing...I just like the Charlotte Hornets."
Oh Halloween, that most magical of holidays where you meet Bananas covered in other peoples' (real?) blood, gay boys in hot dog costumes and dance to music hand picked by a 'DJ' who has clicked shuffle on his iTunes, but it's okay, he's got the convincingly large headphones and stereo equipment to appear legitimate (thanks mom and dad!)
Also for next Halloween, learning from my bullshit made in twenty minutes Indian debacle last night, I am going as this:
ratherbored at 21:38