Already past midnight here.
Happy Halloween TRSG!
I wish I could go out and ask for candies :(

Anyway, Nic and I just got lost playing Brutal Legend. It's pretty cool, hard to control, but cool.

Anyway, anyway is apparently the "in" word right now, I read it on WeirdPromise.com, the website that tells you what's "in" and what's not.

Also what's in: the Black Taco, Shakira's new song "He/She Dog", and the rotting index finger of Michael Jackson.

Anyway, making horrible puns about Pop songs is also in, I forgot.

In order to dress up like a He wolf I have to cut the head and feet of a chewbacca costume. I also let my sideburns grow and I have to get a faux hawk haircut. All I have to do is apply a little make-up, ad I'm good.

Yeah cuz dressing like Chewbacca is so in. That is so 2006. Get with the times.

:''')

Starting NaNoWriMo tomorrow, and I think I'm writing with no plan again. Ah well, outlining never worked for me. (Neither did any kind of NaNoWriMo writing. But meh.)
I shall win this time!

Edited by user 01 November 2009 08:32:42(UTC)  | Reason: Not specified

Here's a story for you Elliot:

Last night we went to some fireworks near my house and my mate had a three litre bottle of cider with him. Now he's not usually up to this kind of stuff so I said to him mate you might wanna give me some of that, but oh no he said na he'll be fine. And so reluctantly I agreed. He sat there drinking and drinking, and at first he was okay. When he started falling asleep we got a bit worried. So we carried onto the fireworks, me a little more than merry at this time, singing Oasis songs along a main road.
When we got there the guy with the cider fell into a bush, which I didn't know because I went to see my girlfriend (who isn't actually my girlfriend she just calls me her boyfriend so I call her my girlfriend). When I got back my other mate called me and told me he was sicking up everywhere, so obviously pissed off I ran after them :P When I got there he was being sick all over the place and couldn't even stand up, with about 20 pissed girls standing around him shouting and screaming, fireworks going off in the background and everyone trying to chuck water over him to get him up. He started slipping in and out of conciousness, and was crawling around half dead so we stuck him in some kind of modified recovery position and got the ambulance which luckily was waiting nearby. Now when me and my other mate who was singing with me say the police coming, we both sprinted into the woods and hid round the corner of a tree, cider bottles in hands, running through pitch black wood. In the end we got out of the wood but we were behind the red tape, and so the people setting off the fireworks started chasing us. We legged it through the woods, now being hounded in. We found a tree that was easy to climb and we both drunkenly scaled it to a stupid height for two drunk people. Like something from a comedy film the two coppers and people setting off the fireworks chased us right down to that tree and were LITERALLY right underneath us. Then, my mate slipped a tiny bit and snapped a twig off that landed on the coppers helmet. We both held our breath as this guy spun 360 degrees on the spot wondering what had hit him :L in the end they just walked off and we came down the tree in fits of laughter.

Mayhem.

My mate was okay and got taken to hospital and I think he's still there right now, but his mum's gone crazy :P

Best night I've had in SO long :P