Friday night was the KAOS Halloween party and I went as The Grudge. It was badarse and there were compliments on the creepy, but alas I don't have any other photos than that one of me creeping at the door of the LFoD.

On Saturday night we did our now annual horror movie Halloween with candy and delicious and scary ourselves silly. The movie selection this year was Mirrors, The Ward, Hide & Seek, and Skeleton Key. (Our warm-up during the week was Simpson's Treehouse of Horror episodes and Scream 4.)

In the middle of all this stuff we had a girly tea-party. Because.


I am 172 centimeters tall.
This makes me taller than 25.1% of men and 85.7% of women.

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Huh.

I was having this discussion yesterday with Lara about how I always think that I'm average height or just below average, probably because most of my friends are at least a half an inch taller than me and because both of my parents are taller. I still wish I was taller though. I feel more like my 'proper' height in a pair of high heels, which is why I don't really like wearing flats. (The 'living with people who skew the average' is the reason I always think of myself as still being flat-chested when I'm a C. I blame living with three girls who were DDs and above.)

Alison is doing NaNo right now, you guys! SHE'S A FOOL!
"Develop your eccentricities while you are young. That way, when you get old, people won't think you're going gaga." - David Ogilvy

With this in mind I am now going to have to start making myself a little crazier. (NO COMMENTS, I meant the awesome kind of crazy and not the... me kind of crazy.) What would throw me over into 'eccentric madwoman' territory? Except, not lots of cats.

Oh hey look, let's do a writer's block!

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The only thing I miss about being a kid is the fact that you never had to worry about stuff like bills. If there was something that needed to be paid it would get paid and you'd never even know about it. Now that I'm living away from parentals it's clear how much I took that for granted. Damn daily life expenses.

I do not miss, however, not being able to reach high shelves or buy alcohol. (Except now that makes it sound like I was a boozey ten-year-old. Which was, of course, not the case. I was only allowed one martini a day and that was only if I tidied my room. My parents were pretty damn tough.)

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