Dang it, I feel like a total clowntard. I was trying on my Halloween costume (to see if the fishnets scream "biker chick" or "hooker" –I’m hoping for the former) and the stupid zipper on the bustier got stuck on the fishnets and the zipper broke and now my whole ensemble is RUINED!
And the stupid studded collar thing broke as soon as I took it out of its stupid bag. Dumb cheapass gear!
So now Kitty is throwing an extra biker bustier into her suitcase and hopefully there will not be a vast rack discrepancy and it’ll fit. Otherwise I’ll have to go with a Harley-Davidson t-shirt or even AC/DC t-shirt. But would AC/DC make me a Rocker Chick instead of a Biker Chick?
Luckily the decorations are in good shape. e and I went to the Halloween store and loaded up on spiderwebs, rats, skulls, cockroaches, and an inflatable cooler that looks like a coffin. Eh, I hope that wasn’t meant to be a surprise.
Halloween is my favorite holiday ever. Maj says it’s not a holiday, but he is a big poop. (For example, I wandered into his office with a crispy beef burrito in my hand and he said "You went to Taco Time without me, you beeyotch")
I can’t wait for Saturday when I shall get my ghoulish groove on. I predict there will be vomiting.
PS. Stop hatin’ on my Burberry!