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Right. So I'm hella excited for Zombie Prom tomorrow. I have a shitload to do around the house before I can think about that, though - the Puerto Rican Day Parade is Sunday, and this weekend my neighborhood will be poppin', as the kids say. I plan to have people over, even though I don't have any money to buy food or alcohol. I think I've made it pretty clear that I've got nothing but a house with a kickass location, and that people were more than welcome to BTO (Bring Their Own). I feel some kinda way, since none of this stuff is mine, but whatevs. I hafta clean the downstairs AND the upstairs bathroom by tomorrow evening, like 5p-ish. I originally planned to get a jump on things when I got home from work, but it's looking like I'll listen to the rest of the Phillies game and hit the sack. This way, I can get an early start tomorrow and bust some of this shit up before Dave comes over for hair and make-up.
I was planning on being my own version of a succubus, just to be a bit different since I'm sure everyone else will be some sort of zombie or another. I'm also a bit nervous to be different from everyone else... But then, Dave's going as 'neo-death' or somesuch nonsense, so I guess it won't be all that bad. I wouldn't feel this pressure if there weren't prizes, son. I wanna win Prom Queen so frickin bad, it's nauseating. It's also un-realistic, seeing as how I just started throwing shit together like, yesterday. That's all right, though - as David said, there's always next year. ;)
Man, I can't believe how wiped I am. I should be able to get this first floor done by tomorrow evening, provided I get up early enough. I'm re-reading Watership Down by Richard Adams, and it's grabbing at my attention, just like it did the first time.
So...sleepy...
I was planning on being my own version of a succubus, just to be a bit different since I'm sure everyone else will be some sort of zombie or another. I'm also a bit nervous to be different from everyone else... But then, Dave's going as 'neo-death' or somesuch nonsense, so I guess it won't be all that bad. I wouldn't feel this pressure if there weren't prizes, son. I wanna win Prom Queen so frickin bad, it's nauseating. It's also un-realistic, seeing as how I just started throwing shit together like, yesterday. That's all right, though - as David said, there's always next year. ;)
Man, I can't believe how wiped I am. I should be able to get this first floor done by tomorrow evening, provided I get up early enough. I'm re-reading Watership Down by Richard Adams, and it's grabbing at my attention, just like it did the first time.
So...sleepy...