Happy Nearly Halloween

Happy? Nah. I'm home. Why the hell would that make me HAPPY?

Actually, this sums up my feelings of Halloween pretty well:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ztnPIUg1Z4

And, in honor of that singer, Skye Sweetnam (Or, if you're a follower of Sumo Cyco, Sever's alter-ego that she locked in the attic and doesn't really talk to), I am going trick-or-treating (Free candy. Hell yeah, I'm going!) tomorrow in jeans and a red hoodie, with blue hair.
(listen to the song, dammit)

I am also going to be robbing the innocents of their candy with my dear friends Dr. Chicken, Mrs. Lovett, and Sweeney Todd. We are going to be a great combination.

Also, the reason I missed -what, three?- book klubs (the horror) is the fact that I was in GERMANY. (Because I was conspiring on how to restart the Nazi Party)

No.

To be honest, I was there on an EXCHANGE program, with that thing people call SCHOOl.

See, I had a [Nazi] German student in my [refridgerator] house for [however long it took me to rape her] three and a half weeks. Then we, the [Nazi conspirators] Americans flew with our [Nazis] Germans back to their homeland so we could learn about their [political downfall possibilities] culture or language or something.

The only thing I really learned was that I am legally of age to drink in Germany.

Yep.
America sucks.

Anywhore, I may or may not be away again [raping little children who come to my house looking for candy] next weekend, so there might not be a Book Klub.

Thorny and Lex, I am not doing your mothers or your ridiculous punishments. I was in another country, for [Sumo Cyco's] Christ's sake.

Anyway, my step-sister agreed to go explode pumpkins (or, as the Spanish teacher says, 'punkins') in our neighbor's lawn.

Happy Devil's Birthday!
Go blow shit [up] for me!
~Too bored and sober KK, Land of a Thousand not drunk dances, USA.