Happy Halloween, everybody!

[dendritejungle]

Well, for a day that largely revolved around destroying my beloved couch with an exacto knife and my bare hands, it ended well! :D

I came back to my parents' condo for the evening since they have a nifty and dead easy system for hooking up would-be trick-or-treaters in the building with would-be candy-givers: they have some Halloween-themed paper plates at the front desk, and you just hang one on your doorknob. BRILLIANT. I am planning to implement something similar at our building next year if I possibly can. Anyway, the upshot is that I finally got to hand out candy again! I love it; I love helping to bring the magic alive for kids.

Had a couple of "mentionable" costumes: one was two parents with a newborn baby, with them dressed as farmers - "strawberry farmers!" - and their baby in an adorable strawberry hat and outfit, and the other was a kid with an H1N1 virus T-shirt. Now THAT's scary.

Spent the next couple of hours in a complicated video/audio/text-chatting thing *waves hands vaguely* with neeuqdrazil, curgoth (a.k.a. GENERAL ZOD), mycrazyhair, torontoteacher, Mr. Mongolia, and uh...other people I'm still not sure if I actually know. *g* This was an online alternative to the Zil and Curgoth's party since they are recovering from H1N1, poor things. Man, I never though I'd be grateful for The Scourge a.k.a. Bugpocalypse, but from the way its been racing through my friends and loved ones it's actually worked out in my favour to be isolated.

Anyway. Back to the couch. My dearly beloved couch. *sob* So I tried to find a company that would pick it up. Yeah, a bedbug-exposed sofa. You can imagine how well that went. So it was up to me. And I was feeling fairly morose about it until audreyovisual cracked my shit up by comparing it to Old Yeller (or, for us Supernatural fans, a certain second-season werewolf who was likewise dispatched): "No, it's my [couch]. I'll do it." (However, since I can't lift it through the door on my own I need to break it down. So it's not so much shooting Old Yeller quickly between the eyes as it is ripping his legs off one by one. D:) She also suggested a viking burial: light it on fire and let it drift out to sea Lake Ontario. AWESOME.

Comments

[neeuqdrazil.livejournal.com]

Happy Hallowe'en to you, too, sweetie!

*loves*

[dendritejungle.livejournal.com]

It was FUN. :D

*adores*

[http://users.livejournal.com/shing_/]

OH NOES NOT THE COUCH!!! *mourns with you*

I hope this is the last of the bugpocalypse.

[dendritejungle.livejournal.com]

I know, right? Awesome couch was awesome. :(

ME TOO.

[sabotabby]

R.I.P. Couch.

[dendritejungle.livejournal.com]

*has a Moment Of Silence*

[audreyovisual.livejournal.com]

Slowly dismembering your beloved couch with an EXACTO KNIFE!!!

*shudder*

You are a twisted individual indeed.:P

At least a Viking funeral would have allowed it its dignity.

And THE CLEANSING FLAMES. Don't forget that part.

[dendritejungle.livejournal.com]

Trust me. I didn't enjoy it at all. :*(

As for the CLEANSING FLAMES: heh. I can just hear me hollering, "But the flames are CLEANSING!" as the cops drag me away.

[sacredwhimsy.livejournal.com]

Speaking of Viking funerals, I really wanted to hold one for a hamster that was left in my care and expired less than a week before her owner finally came back for her, but it was suggested to me that burning flesh and leaving remains in a (tiny) public lake would be kinda uncool, not to mention that it probably wouldn't burn properly, or sink afterward, or whatever. Plus the cheap chinatown boat I envisioned using would probably give off lots of bad fumes. So, unfortunately, no cleansing flames for Loretta.
A friend of mine went as the Swine Flu, complete with pig mask and feathery wings. Sadly, he wasn't the only one.
Did you end up in costume?