October 31, 2008
It's late morning on Halloween, and I sit after a restless night sleep near the carved remnants of a board of foam-core, my giant top-hat hidden around the corner.
Soon I will be going downstairs, possibly out the door shortly thereafter, or maybe much later, off to J___ and A______'s for possible trick-or-treating, before settling down for an intense night of some of the scariest horror films ever made. Really, I can hardly wait, despite rumblings of strong apprehension the past few nights.
TDODCP