I swear, we were just a bunch of sluts. ;) I was over-rouged, Becca had a sexay black dress, and Jenny was wearing next to nothing. She was a naughty cop. *rolls eyes* Oh dear Lord, she might've actually been arrested if someone knew she was under 18.

Becca got here around 3, and once the logistics were finally worked out, we found out we needed to leave here by 5:30. So we got made up, ate, and dressed by then. We all met at Sammi's apartment, and everyone was in costume with the exception of Matt and Jeremy, who were spoilsports as always. They didn't complain about the rest of us, they just didn't come as anything.

We headed out to Applebee's, and as the reservations had been left up to Elaine which means they were never made, we ended up waiting about thirty minutes for a table that would seat all nine of us. Costumes were perfectly acceptable as the waitstaff alone consisted of an angel, a couple of witches, a wizard, clowns, baseball players, cheerleaders, cops, cats, dogs, and Tigger. Yes, a six foot tall Tigger.

So it wasn't really fazing them when two dead punk rockers, Elvira, a saloon girl, Neo, a naughty cop, and a gang member walked in. (Ethan was Neo at the last minute thanks to my quick thinking and my trench coat. ;)

Becca and I just ordered dessert (caramel cheesecake), as we'd already eaten (to save money), but Ethan, the punk, ordered shrimp and stuff. I swear, I can't control him. He knew better, but he was sitting at the other end of the table so... I wound up having to spend every cent my mom gave me. I've got to get a job, we're too expensive.

That place took forever (and the waiter was cute. And flirting. And just... damn. He was the wizard.), so instead of just hanging around after, we went back to Sammi's apartment for a little bit then went to Blockbuster. Ethan needed to get home (though he gave us plenty of trouble about it, believe me. That's the last time I go anywhere with him). Plus, I was getting tired of cramming my petticoat into vehicles, and Becca's fishnets were driving her nuts.

At Blockbuster we encountered Princess Leia (complete with cinnamon bun hair, her own, and white robes) and a pirate. Pretty funny. Becca just bought used movies, and we came home singing Evanescence and 3 Doors Down because her radio was stolen several months ago. We pretty much sounded awful, but what the hell?

We crashed with caramel apples after we peeled off our costumes, and watched the first part of Letterman. Then we watched Lonestar State of Mind. That movie was nuts. Funny, but nuttier than a fruitcake, I swear.

And Joshua Jackson looks like a really good kisser... But with my hormones like they are right now, you just never can tell...

I got Becca settled in because she'd been up since 6 a.m., and she had conked when I came back from brushing my teeth, so I just turned the lamp off and came to the living room to watch JAG. Which is the first episode I've liked of that all season. If Mac was smart, if she only had half a brain, she would jump Harm. I would jump Harm. I mean, God, he is hot.

I think all the sugar has addled my brain. Not to think that Harm is hot, because I've had a poster of the man for six years, but just other stuff. Addled I tell you.

I'm aware that NaNoWriMo is now ON! Has been for two and a half hours, but I just can't be arsed with it tonight. I'm really not tired, surprisingly enough, but my back is pretty worn out, so that needs rest at least. Plus, the whole sugar addled brain thing. I suppose I'll just hole up in my room with the trusty brand new notebook tomorrow after Becca has gone home, and I've watched Joan of Arcadia. I already have a prologue in mind, and the first chapter or two at least, so I hope it all works out like I want it to. Argh.

It's 2:30 a.m. and I'm still so awake. Ugh. I guess I need to see if I can get the graphics for my novel site straightened out. At least that'll be ready if I can.

Off we go...

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