Well, my younger siblings have gone out for a resplendent evening filled with goofy costumes and sugar highs. They left me here: after all, I am a big girl now, with big girl things to do, like essays and chemistry write-ups. Also, aren't I too old to want to go trick-or-treating? Well, yes, but does that mean I have to sit here alone, missing everything? Couldn't I slap on that costume I've been working on and wander around, feeling all happy and stuff? I feel rather neglected... like my childhood just zoomed by, blowing raspberries. The good news is, NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow. That's also the bad news. Guess I better finish those essays. Anybody else stuck inside on All Hallow's Eve?