Writer's Block: Life is a masquerade
Oh, livejournal, how dare you touch upon the one issue that is giving me such fits right now? Of course I dress up, I wouldn't miss the occasion for the world. I plan for a month. Or more. And it's never a secret. But this year, as what? The terrible dorky side of me wants to dress up as a frog (albeit a somewhat-sexy-as-in-spandexy frog, but still, a frog). But the other side of me wants something epic, or a recognizable character, or something a little less...ridiculous. Something that requires an intricate costume that will make me feel like I'm part of a different world for a night.
Oh, we all know I'll end up a frog.
Oh, we all know I'll end up a frog.