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I almost didn't celebrate Halloween this time. Almost. There have been some… difficulties. But, at the last minute I resolved to put up some décor and distribute childhood diabetes as The Ragpicker (reminder). I put out some speakers, a green-glowing skull pile that flickered according to changes in background volume, a sporadically moaning, long- ( Read more... )

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FINALLY it's October. I've been having dreams that it was October since July, only to wake up and realize that it's not fooking October. DAMN YOU BRAIN. No more of this ninety-three degree September bullshit. Terrible darkness and cold. That's how we likes it.

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Halloween went well, despite not being able to put together plans until the last minute. When asked, everyone suggested the same thing: Isla Vista, UCSB's surfing mini-city. Yet, despite my indescribable yearning to be crushed in a vomiting swarm of drunken college kids whose vocabularies consist entirely of "YEAH!" and "WOOO!" and sometimes "WOOO ( Read more... )

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