happy new month, happy post-hallowe'en (i hate how it's over)

my dad would've said "happy new month" if he'd spoken to me today. it always seemed so dorky that it annoyed me, but now i want to say it to everyone. but today, i said it to nobody (altho i thought about it all day).

today's biggest accomplishments were getting up early (thanks to my brother's coworkers), getting a combined 11 hours of sleep (that includes last night's 8! wahoo!), and doing laundry (props to g for carrying it).

also, went to a boyfriend exorcism-- my first. there were no religious figures or holy water or chanting-- only horror stories of boyfriends past. there was a point where we all kind of said, yeah, such and such a thing-- that's horrible-- then realized we'd all done said bad thing. sigh. ha. thanks, crys for the wine, and the times.

so many months of nights of not going to bed until 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 or 7 in the am and getting up a few hours later has finally caught up with me (yeah, you can say i told you so). i seem to be able to cope on a mental and physical level, but i suppose my organ systems would tell a different story. and it's not so beneficial for my bowels. they need a lot of time to heal. and not so good for my immune system. so i got a little cold, and have been taking the usual (altho toned down by hallowe'en, a marked improvement and sheer laziness) cold-fighting protocol of natural remedies. i tried a new one this time-- a chinese remedy, yin chiao), and a homeopathic-- corzalyia. they've been helpful, and now all i have is a little cough and a bit of a stuffy nose. not such a big deal.

i was at my worst, tho, on devil's night, the first day of my cold. i felt like absolute ass and sneezed the whole way thru the kid baron show, which was mega-annoying and sucky and tiring (not the show, but the sneezing). the cool thing about khyber shows is that they begin more or less on time and end early because of whatever liquor lisence they have. so we were out of there by 1:30. we did, tho, have to stand in line at reflections forever. the lineup was ridiculous. if it wasn't hallowe'en and/or i wasn't meeting my brother, i would've lost my patience long before i did. we ended up not finding him for a long time, but danced to a like 15-minute version of c+c's "everybody dance now" to fill in time. saw an old high school friend who went on about how he was evolving and how he was surprising the world with who he was and shit, and i brushed him off, said yeah, cool, whatever, and realized a couple of minutes later that he was trying to tell me he was gay. the ultimate clue was him dancing hotly with a boy dressed as adam (yes-- the beginning of christian time adam). i let adam ahead of me in line in the ladies' washroom for some reason, and i held his apple while he peed. he kissed me. the bathroom at reflections is fun because you never know who will be in there-- there's always a boy, and usually a couple of girls in a stall together-- at least.... so then we found blake, just as we were about to leave. he handcuffed me and said the key was at home-- which may have meant i was to stay over at joey's-- but i ended up not at joey's. i walked home in the dim daylight and got precious few hours of sleep before i failed to rise at the proper time (no, not early because of daylight savings), despite trying to set three alarms. nathan called 40 minutes after the store opened, and altho i was feeling as tho dipped in hell, i decided it'd be quicker to throw some more fresh blood, pallor and mud on me, and get out the door that to scrape the remnants off. i tied for first place costume at work. $20 worth of free groceries is great for showing up muddy, bloody and half asleep for work and throwing herbs in a jar. after work, i felt more rundown than i have in ages, and so ran myself a rare bath, lit some candles, threw in some epsom salts and eucalptus oil almost fell asleep. tried to scrub off the dried blood that didn't rub off in my brother's bed (sorry). hallowe'en itself was kind of a bust. greg couldn't find raisins for me at the superstore, and i think i recycled the 70 or so comics i was planning on giving out, i cancelled hallowe'en giving this year. sorry 'hood kids. i also didn't get to the metal show at the pavillion (i wouldve passed out, i'm sure), or goth night (apparently the goth night to end all goth nights is the hallowe'en edition). but saturday about made up for it, that and hallowe'en at work, which was pretty awes, especially as we listed all the strange cutsomers we could dress up as for hallowe'en next year.

every day is (or i wish it was) hallowe'en.