It's so nice outside for being mid-October. I probably shouldn't be holed up inside my apartment guzzling coffee and listening to Metallica in the dark corner where my computer sits when it's 73 degrees and sunny outside, but that is exactly what I'm doing. I have had Halloween on the brain for the last two days- It's my favorite time of year (apart from August). I am building my niece's princess costume from scratch (pictures to follow- I can't wait... I haven't sewn anything since last year's Halloween costume). I have also had Tim Burton films running on loop on my tv while I've been home the past two days, and have been playing with costuming make up just for fun (and because I was bored).
What's wrong with me???... A LOT.
I am still not 100% sure what I'm doing for Halloween. I imagine since I did not specifically request the day off or even the proceeding day off (Nov. 1st), I'm sure I'll get shafted and stuck with the shittiest shifts for both days. I can 100% guarantee I will be closing on Halloween and at work until 10pm, and I can also 100% guarantee I will be opening the next morning at 8am. You think that's going to stop me from having fun? You think working shitty hours has even stopped me from having fun before? FUCK NO. If anything, it angers me to the point where I will party just to spite everyone else. This is the girl who stays out until 5am when she has to be back to work and sober in 4 hours. It's totally doable as long as you keep the drinking to a minimum and guzzle coconut water like it's oxygen. That being said, maybe this Halloween will be like every other Halloween and I'll end up having this sick costume and not going anywhere just like the previous 5 years of my life. The last 5 Halloween were ruined due to snow, more snow, friends bailing, and working until 4am. NOT THIS YEAR. I'm also determined to make this New Year's Eve better than every other New Years eve that ever sucked ballz. I've never actually had a good New Year's Eve (I know- cry me a river bitch). Last year was supposed to be good- I bought tickets to an after hours party at Output since my bf and I were both working, but I ended up getting almost crushed to death at work, and subsequently also getting tanked to deal with the shit-show that was NYE at Highline. I'm going big or going home this year ( I don't think I'm actually going home for New Years, but you know, maybe I actually will go home if I can't go big here in the city).
I did a full on test-run for my Axl Rose costume. I think I really need the tattoos to complete it and make it legit ( I mean, it's not exactly legit to begin with I suppose, since Axl definitely didn't have his entire stomach on display). I also don't think Axl wore 5" booties, but hey, when you're the size of a teacup poodle, you do whatever it takes to look taller.
You know where you are? You're in the jungle baby, you're gonna diiiiieeeee!!!!
Please excuse my beat up knee caps... I had a most unfortunate accident one night after a few glasses of rose at Extra Fancy when I decided it was a good idea to practice running in six-inch wedges. Today I ripped the scab off when I hit my knee on the desk so it's even worse now.
In addition to the tattoos I will be requiring on both arms, perhaps I should carry around a bottle of liquor for added effect. Hmm.. maybe not. I forgot that open container laws still apply on Halloween ;)
Gorgonzola Dolce... heaven. Better than heaven actually. And this is the result of my gorgonzola consumption:
You see how the cleft of my chin is distorted? I look like fucking Jay Leno. That my friends is a blemish so large that it's distorted my entire face. Hot, I know ;)
My knee is now bleeding profusely where the scab ripped off. I am such a mess. Seriously. I wonder if I will ever be a polished woman. Maybe part of the fun in life is not being a polished woman. I just wish I wasn't so prone to accidents and clumsiness and I wish my nails weren't always bitten and chipped and my hair wasn't always a nappy mess with split ends and tangles. I also wish I didn't have a break out happening around my chin making me look like Jay Leno. But hey, I don't have Ebola or a terminal illness and I have clean drinking water and food. So I can't complain. I am also not a heroin addict like half of my home town is now. What the fuck happened to innocent, sleepy little Bainbridge???? It grew up and turned into a devious drug addict. Legit. I keep hearing stories about people robbing houses and stores to support their addiction. Every week I hear about someone else I knew by name going to rehab. Seriously. WTF?! Good thing I got out when I did... I'd either be an addict or have three different kids by three different dads right now.
Even though I am poor as fuck most days, at least I am living on my own, pursuing my dream (even if it doesn't seem to be going anywhere most days), and not shooting heroin and robbing houses back home. At least I'm not sitting home living on welfare and not working for a living. I'd rather be busting my ass at a job I hate every day for the rest of my life than be like half of the people living in Chenango County. It's really so sad in one way. I know that all of the business that used to be in the area moved out and the place is pretty impoverished, but it's just so pathetic that people turn to drugs and turn to a life of crime as a result. When I was younger, I remember mostly everyone being wholesome and good in my area. Now I go home to visit and get depressed. All of the little main streets are desolate, the business shut down and replaced with shit diners and even shittier tattoo parlors run by deviants. Everyone I see on the street is morbidly obese and living on Wonderbread and ground beef that's been dunked in clorox at the local Great American. It makes me want to cry. I see moms pushing grocery carts with kids that aren't dressed for the weather and the mom is smoking a cigarette and looks like a crack whore. And most likely is. What happened to the Bainbridge of my childhood???? My mind is blown. Literally. blown.
I'm happy Fall is here so I can wear velvet though.
