This weekend was mostly uneventful. Saw Resident Evil 2 with Tom and argued with him about whether or not it would be better to move to Japan or bumfuck Canada in the event of a Zombie outbreak. (I vote for bumfuck Canada. He says that Japan wouldn't be taken over by the virus; I disagree, and would rather hole myself up in the wilderness than maroon myself on an island with a bunch of zombies and a very high cost of living.)
I saw Jorja Fox for about twenty seconds on ER. Yay! Watched the rest of the show hoping to see her again, but in the last five minutes Kelsey told me that she was on the nightshift and it was ten in the morning on the show. Suck.
Mom let me wear The Ring, starting yesterday. The Ring is an amethyst, roughly the size of a pencil eraser, that has been in the family for nine generations (including me.) I've loved it since I was little and I get it when she dies, but I get to wear it now (because we wants it, my preciousssss.)
Kelsey and I went out the the mall yesterday to look at Halloween costume stuff. When the fuck did Hot Topic yup out and stop carrying white makeup? Bah. Found some in Dougherty's, but they didn't have any face powder. So unless I can get the right makeup (I'll probably have to order it online through Manic Panic) I'm not doing a geisha. I tried some of Mom's old greasepaint last night, and that was a giant, miserable failure.
So, on to costume plan B: Sugarplum's Revenge, which should be easy and ISN'T. All I need is a cheap ballerina outfit, toy guns, and some of those Rambo bandolier things, right? And maybe some fake blood. However, all the cheap Halloween ballerina costumes that aren't for four-year-olds are for MEN. What the fuck is that shit? Like maybe I, a girl, now want to live out a childhood fantasy by dressing as the Sugar Plum Fairy? Whatever, fuckers. I'll find a way.
Of course, Satin Apple (the local costume rental) closed, and I've been looking at tutus online and they're expensive as hell.
Arrrrrrrgh.
Anyone have any costume ideas for me?
I saw Jorja Fox for about twenty seconds on ER. Yay! Watched the rest of the show hoping to see her again, but in the last five minutes Kelsey told me that she was on the nightshift and it was ten in the morning on the show. Suck.
Mom let me wear The Ring, starting yesterday. The Ring is an amethyst, roughly the size of a pencil eraser, that has been in the family for nine generations (including me.) I've loved it since I was little and I get it when she dies, but I get to wear it now (because we wants it, my preciousssss.)
Kelsey and I went out the the mall yesterday to look at Halloween costume stuff. When the fuck did Hot Topic yup out and stop carrying white makeup? Bah. Found some in Dougherty's, but they didn't have any face powder. So unless I can get the right makeup (I'll probably have to order it online through Manic Panic) I'm not doing a geisha. I tried some of Mom's old greasepaint last night, and that was a giant, miserable failure.
So, on to costume plan B: Sugarplum's Revenge, which should be easy and ISN'T. All I need is a cheap ballerina outfit, toy guns, and some of those Rambo bandolier things, right? And maybe some fake blood. However, all the cheap Halloween ballerina costumes that aren't for four-year-olds are for MEN. What the fuck is that shit? Like maybe I, a girl, now want to live out a childhood fantasy by dressing as the Sugar Plum Fairy? Whatever, fuckers. I'll find a way.
Of course, Satin Apple (the local costume rental) closed, and I've been looking at tutus online and they're expensive as hell.
Arrrrrrrgh.
Anyone have any costume ideas for me?