the sad story that is halloween...
yeah, you have heard right, it is a sad story, because this year, i MISSED halloween. travis and i went to nola late on friday night, so that we could get to (stupid ass) voodoo fest early in the morning. the festival was okay, even though i hate festivals, but being there from 10 in the morning till 7 at night with the two bands we wanted to see 7 hours apart was very draining. after the fest, it took as quite a time to find a restaurant that was not super-busy, and finally having arrived at theo's , we had to wait for our pizza quite a while. after that, i felt like all signs of life had drained from my body. went back to my house only to read a note on my door saying that the landlord had bug-bombed the house and that we had to open all windows and doors. i was already an icicle. all these sad facts can explain, but never fully excuse the lameness of not going out that saturday night before halloween in new orleans...
we thought that there was a big party in lafayette on monday night, which turned out to be a misunderstanding. now the strawberry costume and the bunny ears are in my closet, sad and dusty, a little reproachful even. it is best to move on and look forward, or, better yet, look back to good times had in the past. shreveport karaoke kamikaze pics:
p.s.: i suck suck suck at posting photos
we thought that there was a big party in lafayette on monday night, which turned out to be a misunderstanding. now the strawberry costume and the bunny ears are in my closet, sad and dusty, a little reproachful even. it is best to move on and look forward, or, better yet, look back to good times had in the past. shreveport karaoke kamikaze pics:
p.s.: i suck suck suck at posting photos