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1. Walking the mile to Axis is so worth it when people stop and whisper, "Good God almighty!" when I walk by.
2. Androgyny. Oh, gay club at Halloween, you silly thing, you. I had no idea what gender 90% of the people were in their daily lives. And somehow, I couldn't care, when everyone was so very good-looking.
3. Hot, identical girls in matching black body suits and cat masks on either side of me. Lord Jesus Christ, why is it not Halloween every weekend?
4. It's always a good start to your evening when, five minutes after walking in the door, two people you've never met run up to you, pronounce you the hottest thing ever, and declare that you're their new best friend.
5. Dear hairy, shirtless, drunk man: in less than a minute, you managed to paw my wig off, put your thumb in my eye, fall flat to the floor and drag me down with you, knock off one of my shoes, and stick your hand so far up my crack that I'm not really sure what you were trying to do. This is why I walked away from you. It's also why I walked away from you the next two times, and then put my hands up to hold you off once more. After that, why you gonna act surprised when I shove your ass to the floor? Bitch, I was polite for as long as I could handle, and then you had to interrupt me while I was trying to get up with this hot maid. And you too, Bumblebee guy. The only reason you didn't get smacked down was because at least you didn't touch me; you just followed me from place to place and stood next to me like an expectant puppy.
6. Daily Savings Time + Halloween Weekend = Extra Hour of Partying
7. Walking home, I passed an intersecting street and heard someone yell, "19 and you're drunk! Someone get a cop, this is underaged drinking! What were you thinking, bitch?" followed by feminine whimpering. Another shout followed, the only word of which I managed to pick out was "slut". It was close enough that I could hear what was going on fine, but the street this was taking place on was really more of an alley, an unlit one, and I didn't have my glasses on; I couldn't see what was happening at all.
I paused for just as long as it took me to consider my options: I was worn out from dancing for three hours straight, and cold enough that my fingers were numb; I was in not in shape to fight, if need be. I was alone, no one else was around, and I had no idea how many people were up there. Though I was near enough to be aware of what was going on, I was on the sidewalk to the perpendicular street, and not close enough to be part of it.
Also, I would hate myself if I kept walking. Guess which choice won.
It turned out to be nothing; the guy yelling was, if I had to guess, the girl's older brother. She was sitting with her head in the lap of another guy who had his arms around her, and any anger in the scene was of the "you could have gotten in so much trouble" variety rather than the "we're going to rape and beat you now" kind. But always good to know that, yes, apparently I still have suicidal hero instincts.
8. Halloween is the best holiday evar. And it hasn't even happened yet!
2. Androgyny. Oh, gay club at Halloween, you silly thing, you. I had no idea what gender 90% of the people were in their daily lives. And somehow, I couldn't care, when everyone was so very good-looking.
3. Hot, identical girls in matching black body suits and cat masks on either side of me. Lord Jesus Christ, why is it not Halloween every weekend?
4. It's always a good start to your evening when, five minutes after walking in the door, two people you've never met run up to you, pronounce you the hottest thing ever, and declare that you're their new best friend.
5. Dear hairy, shirtless, drunk man: in less than a minute, you managed to paw my wig off, put your thumb in my eye, fall flat to the floor and drag me down with you, knock off one of my shoes, and stick your hand so far up my crack that I'm not really sure what you were trying to do. This is why I walked away from you. It's also why I walked away from you the next two times, and then put my hands up to hold you off once more. After that, why you gonna act surprised when I shove your ass to the floor? Bitch, I was polite for as long as I could handle, and then you had to interrupt me while I was trying to get up with this hot maid. And you too, Bumblebee guy. The only reason you didn't get smacked down was because at least you didn't touch me; you just followed me from place to place and stood next to me like an expectant puppy.
6. Daily Savings Time + Halloween Weekend = Extra Hour of Partying
7. Walking home, I passed an intersecting street and heard someone yell, "19 and you're drunk! Someone get a cop, this is underaged drinking! What were you thinking, bitch?" followed by feminine whimpering. Another shout followed, the only word of which I managed to pick out was "slut". It was close enough that I could hear what was going on fine, but the street this was taking place on was really more of an alley, an unlit one, and I didn't have my glasses on; I couldn't see what was happening at all.
I paused for just as long as it took me to consider my options: I was worn out from dancing for three hours straight, and cold enough that my fingers were numb; I was in not in shape to fight, if need be. I was alone, no one else was around, and I had no idea how many people were up there. Though I was near enough to be aware of what was going on, I was on the sidewalk to the perpendicular street, and not close enough to be part of it.
Also, I would hate myself if I kept walking. Guess which choice won.
It turned out to be nothing; the guy yelling was, if I had to guess, the girl's older brother. She was sitting with her head in the lap of another guy who had his arms around her, and any anger in the scene was of the "you could have gotten in so much trouble" variety rather than the "we're going to rape and beat you now" kind. But always good to know that, yes, apparently I still have suicidal hero instincts.
8. Halloween is the best holiday evar. And it hasn't even happened yet!
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