halloween

Well shit, it's Halloween

Do I go as Snape or random Regency fellow? This is called a distinct lack of planning. That I have the luxury of such is a bit bizarre.

I did a very very smart thing last night, which was turn up the heat in my room as high as I could. So while I'm sore this morning and woke up with pain in my legs a few times, I can actually move. This is a pleasant surprise. Exercise though, threatens to make me stupid. the thought of having to form words (much less sentences) makes me just want to shoo any incoming communication out of the way. I am TIRED.

Also, I do't write crossover fic (with thepossible exception of the Draco Malfoy/Wednesday Addams thing I will finish in some lifetime), but someone needs to write Lady Katherine/Lyra Belacqua. I'm just saying.

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Mostly, I feel like I'm in far less pain than I thought I would be. Until I have to go up or down stairs. Then tears spring to my eyes. It's weird. Meanwhile my arms are so non-developed that I can actually see a difference in them just from this one day. Still debating whether to go to class again tomorrow or wait until Monday.

Dressed as Snape.

My neighborhood, meanwhile, is very nearly an armed battle between flocks of small costumed children and Jehova's Witnesses.

That is all.