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i'm deciding between mr. clean or a werewolf, but since its not a full moon i'll just be dressed normal. i'm leaning towards werewolf

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That's easy for me. Don't shower, wear rugged white dress = Sadako of The Ring.

usually i would go out of my way for a cool costume, but i completely forgot about halloween until like five days ago, and i have to go to school in the morning so i can't really do too much tonight. lame

I was a robot at some parties last night. I made a helmet out of a box and aluminum foil. the eye hole was impossible to see out of. I also had a silver suit that was actually a discount "sauna suit" which was the WORST idea because I was covered in my own sweat after an hour of wearing the thing. WORST HALLOWEEN EVER.

I come up with all the good ideas in May then stop caring by October so probably nothing.

If I was back home, I would have gone as a prisoner from Devil's Island along with a friend of mine. He looks Algerian, so it would have been perfect. It would consist of us wearing dirty, torn up white t-shirts, tattered pajama looking pants in a broad vertical stripe pattern of white and faded red, and those little prisoners hats that they used to wear. Neither of us speak French very well anymore, but we know the basics, so we would just bust out all night in heated "political" debate in "French", smoke cigarettes, play cards, and dissociatively trail off mind-sentence and begin weeping, looking at the night sky longingly, or just gaze off into the distance. We would have not communicated with anyone else or try and break character. I'm pretty sure no one would have had any idea what the hell we were doing.

Pete > You wrote:If I was back home, I would have gone as a prisoner from Devil's Island along with a friend of mine. He looks Algerian, so it would have been perfect. It would consist of us wearing dirty, torn up white t-shirts, tattered pajama looking pants in a broad vertical stripe pattern of white and faded red, and those little prisoners hats that they used to wear. Neither of us speak French very well anymore, but we know the basics, so we would just bust out all night in heated "political" debate in "French", smoke cigarettes, play cards, and dissociatively trail off mind-sentence and begin weeping, looking at the night sky longingly, or just gaze off into the distance. We would have not communicated with anyone else or try and break character. I'm pretty sure no one would have had any idea what the hell we were doing.

eric wareheim