very scary.

i am once again home alone on halloween, hiding upstairs in the office with all the other lights in the house turned off.

this year no one has rung my doorbell.

i was considering dumping candy in a bucket and putting it on my patio with a sign that said, "take the candy and GO AWAY."

it's not, you see, that i have any real objections to halloween qua halloween. i just don't like people.

culinary inclinations.

in general, i don't like beans. they're starchy, and they have a weird texture and not really much taste. if i have to eat them in soup or something, i swallow them whole, like a pill.

but for the last couple of weeks, i've been having the urge to cook something with black beans. i don't even know why. maybe because it's something i've never done before. except, as stated above, i don't like beans, and i don't think he does either, so it would probably be cooked, tasted, and then thrown out, which seems like a waste.

i wonder if there's a way to make beans taste... i don't know. less like beans?

mmm...panic.

so here i am, sitting at panera bread, ostensibly prepping for my fourth nano. as usual, i don't have a single idea.

but hey, after three years in a row, this ought to be easy, right?

right. i'll just keep telling myself that.

gnrrrrr.

wish me luck!

*cough* *hack* *wheeze* *gurgle*

note to self: do not try to go for a run when you've been suffering allergies all day.

*coughs a little more*

hospitality.

just in time for halloween, i do believe my watering can is inhabited. as well as my basil plant apparently.

in order to avoid a mess, not to mention a houseguest, i have taken to watering my plants with my iced tea pitcher.

oh well. it's october; the spider can't last that long in this weather.

hi! how are you?

oh, i'm not too bad thanks.

that... doesn't sound good?

yeah, well, i've got the feeling that it's not really socially acceptable to say to complete strangers, "oh, i'm crushingly depressed today," so what the fuck do you expect me to say?

i feel like i've blogged on this before. have i? i guess i haven't found a satisfactory answer yet.

another year.

people like to know for some reason.

happy birthday to me.

one day late.