forget christmas. halloween brings me more joy than any season ever could, except maybe wedding season... oh how dear.
no really, i cant tell you how long i spend looking at those goofy costumes. the other day, i was getting my oil changed at wal mart-- costume gazing took up most of my wait, along with a trip down the pharmaceuticals aisle (i had to grab a box of my beloved benadryl).
when i was waiting for drugs at the CVS ---- the same. im sure the cashier got a kick out of me when i was trying on those latex masks. im a zombie, no, im Marilyn Monroe. oh, i cant decide. i pay attention to the kids: "you should be a doctor, daddy... no, a pirate!"
i want to be a plastic surgery patient
or maybe spagett from tim and eric
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spagett is a hero. you'd be required to eat spaghetti at least four times a day for the next week to get into character. and this picture fuh-reaaaks me out.
its a week until halloween. i'll start my regimen.
I can't decide what to be. I want to be pretty.
Are you back in Memphis, Bran? All this time I was thinking you were in Deckerd. Love the collage at the top of this page.
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