I don't know why, but I always expect that holidays will somehow be special for me. Things that usually go wrong will go right. Problems will somehow solve themselves. Big piles of money will fall from the sky. Stuff like that.
It never happens, of course, but it doesn't hurt to hope.
Today being Halloween, my hopes were running high. This is a fun holiday, so there was no reason to expect anything except a Big Day of Fun. But then I woke up and saw this...
... and knew that today was going to suck just as bad as every other day. Bad enough that the electricity kept going off and on all night, but the back-up battery in my alarm clock was dead too. Oh well. The good news is that I didn't get any trick-or-treaters tonight, so now I can eat all the Halloween candy myself. That kicks ass!
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And now I'm off to pack my suitcase...
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Mmmmmmm… caaaaandddy. I must admit that I’m jealous of all your candy, but I must warn you not to eat it all at once. I remember a time when I ate a whole box of KitKats in one sitting. Yeah… I didn’t feel so good afterwards, and I don’t remember much other than waking up with a crazy KitKat hangover. On the positive side, they were oh so good until I was oh so sick.
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Check out the similiar blog wasteland that seems to exist. East of the Cascades (and Sierra Nevada’s) to the Mississippi, south of IL and IN all the way east to the Carolinas. Kinda weird actually.
I hoarded all the candy and pretended I was out after about 8. I then proceeded to eat no less than eleventy pounds of chocolate. H-E-R-S-H-E-Y does not spell relief. My stomach is still in a seizure like state. Ugh. On the upside, my power never went out.
I am going to be avoiding my leftover candy like the plague… Want some?
Candy. Candy. Candy. It’s all I’ve heard today, and to be totally honest, I’ve been just giving it to her simply on the premise that when it’s gone, it’s gone, and the torment will be OVER!
Leftover candy? I gave out about 4 pounds of commercial candy (mini Nestle’s Crunch and the like) at work to trick or treating munchkins. I brought home some just in case my bell rang (it didn’t) so I put it in the office kitchen at 9 and it was gone by 10.
As far as alarms go, I’m so paranoid that I have a dual clock, a battery-backup enabled alarm and a little travel alarm, so if power goes out I get two of my four wake-up calls. Which are all too early. I even picked my cell phone because it has a built-in alarm so I even have a backup on the road.
So I just signed myself up on your frappr site, and must say that I was a bit shocked to see your lack of penetration (hee. i said penetration) in the central US states. There seems to be a lack of readers in the Dakotas, and those states to the left of the Dakotas. What gives? Did you piss them off? Do they not have the internet there? Do we need to launch a direct mail campaign?