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Darkness on the Edge of Town

It's still happening. I can feel it happening. I can't sleep at night. I can't stay awake during the day. I feel like Something Bad is going to happen at any moment. My heart races, and when I do manage to sleep, I wake up screaming.

No, I'm not thinking about the possibility of batshit crazy Christine O'Donnell becoming a senator - though that's part of it. I just keep slipping further into what can only be depression. Normally I don't notice it because that's my default mode, but dammit, I was okay for a few weeks, there, despite being dumped.

This is going to fuck up my NaNoWriMo schedule, isn't it?

Goddammit.

The only bright side to any of this is I think I can be funnier when I'm depressed. Therefore, I won't be going to the doctor, because people read more of my shit if I'm funny. If I suddenly stop showing up here, you know what happened. Someone come by and feed my cats, please.

Anyway, that won't happen until after Halloween. Probably not until after I go to Iowa for a science fiction convention and to visit Storm Machine in November. Not even until after early December, when I'm going to Vegas for a concert I can't talk about because I said I'd lay off on that sort of thing for a while (though yes, I did blow my concert budget. I figure maybe I'll go to fewer next year or something. Yeah, right.). After that, though, is the goddamn winter holidays, and nothing - nothing - depresses me more than that. Not even Springsteen songs.

Okay, enough of that crap.

Halloween.

I appreciate all the costume ideas. I may not use any of them, but they helped me brainstorm. I'm still thinking about it, between four or five possibilities. Since I'm not motivated to do much of anything, I'll go with whatever I feel would take the least amount of work. I probably won't announce it here. But I'll put up a pic, afterward, if someone takes one.

Just a few comments on your comments:

AL : What's a kindle?

You get a pass on that one because you ain't from 'round here. A kindle is Amazon's e-book reader. And it's pretty cool. Only I've had to increase my book budget because now books are too easy to get. Used to be I'd have to get off my ass and travel to the local Boobs&Nipple, and they'd have like maybe one book I was remotely interested in if I were lucky. The Kindle, by contrast, is like "You read a lot of Jim Butcher. Allow us to introduce you to the writings of Brent Weeks. First hit's free!"

My brother came to me once an hour before he was supposed to be at masquerade party and asked me to help him with a costume. I picked up 2 sheepskins that I had lying on the floor and sewed them on to him, messed his hair up, and put some makeup on him, and made him a caveman. He won first prize at the place.

You could be a caveman I think.

Yeah! And then no one would care if I clubbed EvenCuterFriend and dragged her off by the hair, because I'd be acting in character!

Elisa, Stik of Clubs : As tempted as I am to suggest a Vulcan or a mutilated breast cancer awareness ribbon, those are my costumes. Let me think about it when my brain is a little more with the program.

I've never heard of mutilated breast cancer.

Seriously, though, I can't pull off a Vulcan - except for the raised eyebrow and the "Live long and prosper" thing with the hand. And if I were to go as a mutilated ribbon, it'd be one of those shitty yellow "support our troops" ones. Yeah, right. More like "support your local magnet manufacturer."

mindfulmoon: okay, I get a free pass on this because you're skipping my wedding ... Hello Kitty Vampire

That would certainly show her true colors.

prince charming zombie?

So instead of "braaaaaaaains" I'll be chanting "boooooooobs."

Plato! You get to wear a toga, ask probing questions and... use one of my favorite jokes lavishly. "Want to have a Platonic relationship with me?" "Sure" "Great! I'll be Plato and you can be my sultry Persian slave girl." Helps if you whip out a collar and leash at this point.

I have all those things.

Sephina : Well, you could go as Harry Dresden. Should be easy. Coat, staff, maybe the rod. Course, nobody may realize what you're dressed as. But screw 'em.

Not if they can't figure out what I'm dressed as, I won't. Screw 'em, that is. Though I could pull off the trenchcoat, hat, blasting rod and staff thing. Unfortunately, I'd also need to grow by about a foot.

MaryLou : go as a Kindle

Not a bad idea. have no idea how I'd pull it off. Seems too complicated to put together, though, and like I said, I'm just not creative when it comes to putting a costume together.

Chewie Kittie : My daughter wants to be Xena this year. Perhaps you could pull that off?

Yeah... no.

Storm Machine : I once went as an engineer - the kind that drives trains. Pair of striped overalls and the fun striped hat with a white shirt and a red bandana and boots. Pretty simple costume idea and it's even a little punny.

Could work. Would have to spend money on the costume, but it wouldn't involve sewing and shit.

Harlow Flick, Right Fielder : You’ve got the legs for a lovely Hannah Montana.

bugzy is baaaccck!! : I'm thinking a real Bare Naked Lady ... perhaps named Cindy? Sounds like you have the legs

I do have the legs, but they're all the way at the bottom of the freezer, and it'd be a real pain in the ass to dig them out at this point.