Just got back from Rurik’s Halloween party. He always throws a good one. Laura and I spent most of the afternoon running from one store to the next looking at costumes and trying to find something we wouldn’t mind being. Eventually, we got her a vinyl witches hat and a target witch dress (it came with black wings that she didn’t wear, and was called something else, but yeah,) and I got to be her black cat. It was a good costume, in spite of costing very little and being kind of unoriginal.
I wrote no poetry yesterday. I tried to write something just now, so at least I made an attempt, but it’s so late that my eyes are closing on me all the time, and my heart just isn’t into it.
I’ll try to write some later today after I’ve gotten a good sleep, in between bouts of GTA: San Andreas. I haven’t actually played it yet, and it’s sitting on the coffee table calling my name. Bed is calling louder though, and I absolutely must obey…