Reasons why Halloween is the finest holiday of the year:

1. costumes
2. no relatives
3. drunk time
4. COSTUMES

Unlike every Halloween preceding it, last Halloween sucked.  I had a bad costume (nothing could beat my Joan of Arc from the year before).  The party that everybody was supposed to go to got overrun by shitfaced 18-yr-old assholes- Marissa punched some dude in the face for calling her "bitch" and then trying to start a fight with her- and the cops broke the party up by 11.  Downtown was full of drunken jerks dropping casual slurs and trying to fuck girls who were too fucked-up to say yes.  Sam got belligerent, I got depressed, and we ended up in a corner of the Ranch Room, nursing drinks and being ornery.  Sam tried to fight a guy in a Winnie the Pooh costume on High Street when we walked home.

THIS YEAR WILL BE DIFFERENT.  I'll be as far from downtown as I can, holed up in my house for a quiet stay-indoors party with my roommates. 

Is this what adulthood looks like?

If so: sounds good.

Also, this is who I'm dressing up as.  FAKE BEARD = YES.  (I was hoping to find a nice grizzled one like the Prophet, but today's the 30th and I'll take what I can get.)  Halloween's no fun if it doesn't involve facial hair.