Don't let them see your fear!

Halloween costumes require effort. I don't like putting forth effort. In my head, I'd love to dress up as Isabella from Dragon Age II. In reality, though, I'll just probably wear my technicolor dreamcoat that I found at a thrift store a few years ago. Again.

Didn't they pull something similar with Cote de Pablo on NCIS?

The story she tells about Criminal Minds is infuriating, and I've never even watched that show.

I don't find the accent grating. Rather, surprising, in a way. I'm not sure if it's the emphasis or the flow of it, but it always seems to zig zag from what I expect it to sound like. I always assumed it was part of the Dutch influence, and part of my own lack of familiarity with it.

Because it was written by a drummer.

Yeah, it lacks subtlety. Though, I'm pretty sure most drummers don't go for subtle.

I thought the rules for Hatesong were just that you had to hate the song. If I'm being honest, there's tons of stuff out there that I hate just because people I don't like love it.

Old men used to tell me to smile a lot. Then I got older and gained some weight, and they stopped.

In spite of how rusty I am, I played well enough at a concert on Sunday to have my stand mate give me his contact information so that I could speak to him about joining a local community band that I've always considered to be fairly prestigious (in community band terms). It was a nice ego boost.

I'm sorry to hear that. I hope you can distract yourself so your mind doesn't lead you to panic stricken places.

I live in South Central PA, and I regularly witness driving assholery from cars with New York plates.

I am probably going to be yelling "Witness me!" for the next couple weeks at inopportune moments.

This morning, I realized that I sort of want to see it. It brings me much shame.

Watched Mad Max : Fury Road. It was pretty awesome.

My ideas are always sexy.

I'm picturing a velociraptor and a grizzly bear cuddling and it's giving me ideas.

YAS BITCH YASSSS!

I mean, what's the worst that could happen? You don't finish? What you write blows? What do you stand to lose?
I might give it a try.

Man…3,000 words a day is a lot. I haven't written much since I got of college. I guess it could be interesting. Or a disaster.