Yesterday was dark and the rain came down all day long. I was in training from 8:30 to 4:30, statistics class from 5 to 7:30, and then assessment lab until 9pm. Then I came home and had a take-home midterm to do for physiology, so I was up until 1 am. I don’t think I’ve ever had to process so much information for such an extended period of time in my life. Needless to say, by 1am my brain had the productivity and effectiveness of mashed potatoes.
I still need to get a costume for Halloween. I am thinking perhaps I will be a devil, with the red glittery horns and the whole red get up. I should try to be more original but I usually when I attempt originality it ends up more like obscurity. One year I went to a college party wearing a silvery dress and carrying a pair of scissors. I was Delilah. You know, Samson and Delilah? She cut off his hair and he lost all his super strength? Ah, never mind. Everyone thought I was Cleopatra and I put my scissors back behind the counter with the beer keg.
My most successful and inspired Halloween costume ever was 4th grade. My Mom had a one piece snow suit that buttoned all the way up and it had a turtleneck collar. I put it on and buttoned it all the way up over my head. I could see through the space between two buttons and the turtle neck up on top my head created a very effective illusion of being headless. I went to class this way, carrying a big plastic orange jackolantern like it was my head. Everyone was in costumes and we had a costume parade outside. From the little that I could see through the quarter inch hole in the snowsuit, I discerned that my costume was a hit and left the ghosts and GI Joes in the dust.
The last year I went trick or treating was sixth grade I think. A friend and I went around town for at least four hours and had pillowcases full of candy that must have weighed about ten pounds. Towards the end of the evening we went to a house and knocked on the door. A guy from our class came to the door, dressed very maturely in manly pajama bottoms. He looked faintly amused when he recognized us. I abruptly lost my sugar induced giddiness and felt very childish and uncool. He gave us some candy from a bowl. I decided my trick or treating days were officially over.
On Halloween some friends are coming up and we’re all going to a concert, which is also Magic Hat’s big Halloween bash and we’ll all be dressed up.
I still want a bag of candy though.
Oct 28th 2003Uncategorized