We had 14 trick-or-treaters last night. Only two were dressed up. Such a downer.
(How many did you have?)
The “Rocky Horror” episode of Glee was amazing (I’d DVR’d it because I had some catching up to do). Tonight I’m going to watch the real Rocky Horror. And sing along with every word. Oh yes I will.
Yesterday we officially made the switch from summer bed (plain sheets + cotton bedspread) to winter bed (flannels + comforter). It was LOVELY. Just a shame I spent the whole night with a cat clawing at my head.
Nevermind that we probably won’t turn on the heater for another couple weeks, at least.
I haven’t done the phone thing yet.
I will. I promise.
(Can anybody recommend a good hippie-ish moisturizer for sensitive skin?) The stuff I got from Trader Joe’s is making me break out.
Boots make my heart sing. Like this: “LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
That’s a more effective joke in person, when you can tell just how terribly off-key it is.
(To make up for today’s utter, unbearable dullness, here’s a funny video.)