(I’m a bear, by the way. If you couldn’t tell..)
A four hour stat class and bout with a curling iron (I came out relative unscathed, with just two minor burns) gave way to more Halloween! It’s like a dream come true.
Other contenders for most terrifying thing of the night include…
And, since my new favorite hobby seems to be something along the lines of “drink wine and sneakily take photos of others on my phone without them knowing,” enjoy:
Bruce Wayne Brady. I’ll let that one sink in for a moment. Bruce. Wayne. Brady.
Now, I can go back to never wearing overalls again. (Really, take my advice, girls. Just don’t do it. ) And can begin thinking of next year’s costume (Beanie Babies, anyone?) I have a feeling the real world is going to come along and smack me in the face within the next 24-36 hours. Let’s hope I make it out alive.
As a side note to anyone who was wondering (aka probably about one of you): We got a trick-or-treater. Singular, just one. He was dressed as a Ghostbuster, so naturally, I was both terrified and content…