2003-10-28 | 12:21 p.m.
everytime I close my eyes it's like everyone left but you and me

Yes, I realize this is becoming an obsession, but what exactly is wrong with me that I don't like Halloween? It makes me sound like such a boring crank, which I hate. I'm really not a boring crank. All the boring crank stuff people won't do, I do. Like go to parties. And dance. And even karaoke.

It doesn't really make much sense. As I've said before, I like candy. And skeletons and pumpkins and black. I just am not at all into dressing up.

I am sitting here right now in Wet N' Wild black lipstick that I just tried on. Wow, it's really different than it was when I was a kid and wore it for fashion. Then it was really more of a dark red. Now it's really black. Whoo!

So yes, I have to do Halloween this year because of the Halloween wedding I'm going to. I had no idea what to be, but then I remembered that I got this great hat from my dad for my birthday a couple of years back. Of course, I have no idea what different typese of hats are called, because I just am not quite that kind of girl, but it is one of those little hats with a veil that comes down. Like a fancy lady church hat. Man, I don't know. But it is very moviestar. Anyway, in this version, the veil is actually a fabric-covered bendy wire spiderweb. With a spider in it. Not a live one, no. So I am going to wear that and dress in black and be a black widow. I even got elbow length gloves with webs on them and spiderweb stockings. I tried to find some sort of spider jewelry piece but damned GirlProps wasn't open yet (it was after 11 already) and that Halloween store on 4th Ave sucks unless you want some crap costume in a package. I am not the crap costume in a package type. My parents would be horrified, anyway. They love Halloween. I don't get it. Maybe because I spent all of my teen years dressed like a freak Halloween feels like regression? Whatever. But I will dress up and thouroughly enjoy this wedding, oh yes.

Oh how I hate work.

I look pretty good in black lipstick, by the way. In case you were wondering.

What about me makes people think I am some kind of S&M freak? Do you know? Because you really should tell me. That's a signal I don't mean to be sending out. Lucky me. Weird boys who want me to smack them around keep calling and the nice boys stay away. Boo.

Argh. My cell phone charger broke today, which is horrible as my phone is four years old and replacement parts are very hard to come by. Also horrible is that I leave tomorrow for Texas, so I will now be unreachable for four days. And I can't check my email. I've never ever gone that long. Ever. I hope I don't die.

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