I'm going trick-or-treating with my nephew tonight. I'm so excited! I didn't get to do it last year because of my fucked up work schedule, but I'm free this year so I'm taking advantage of it.
Half of me wants to meet new people, the other half wants to say fuck that nonsense and become a recluse. I miss having conversations with people, though. Learning things, getting to know someone. I don't do that anymore.
I've been going back and forth on the idea of repunching my snake bites. It's been a few years since I've worn them, and I really liked the look. But, I also kinda feel that that's more a younger person thing to do, and at my age I should grow up... I don't know. It's not like I'm that old, I'm pretty sure I can still pull off the look. Or maybe I should just do the more conventional thing and redo my ears.
When I think things are finally getting sorted out, life has to come around and punch me in the face. How dare I assume I could get my life in order. How fucking dare I.
Life's been keeping me busy. You don't know how amazing it feels to say that.
I started watching Netflix's new series, Creeped Out, and, honestly, I'm loving it. It's very reminiscent of the old Nickelodeon show, Are You Afraid of the Dark, which I used to watch every weekend with my brother in the 90's.