It’s halloween! 

In high school this meant dressing up with my friends and trick-or-treating and getting tons of candy we would never even eat. In college it means dressing up and going to a party and not getting candy.

This is upsetting. I want my candy. 

My good friends from back home, Matti and Tam, decided to come up for the various festivities this weekend. Matti is being a ladybug. Tam is being a bumblebee. And I am being the angel of death. 

Due to the fact that my cat is the antichrist, I decided being the angel of death would be appropriate. My cat and I are actually no longer on friendly terms. You see, it got outside and got all muddy so I decided to give it a bath. It did not like this. At all. That night while I was sleeping it literally peed on me. And my comforter. And my bed. And made the whole house smell like urine. 

Since then I have been sleeping on the floor. 

Like I said. Me and my cat are not longer on friendly terms. But I guess I learned my lesson. My cat has all the power in this relationship. I’m not sure if this is healthy or not. It is currently locked in the basement and I am scared to let it out because I fear it will bite my face off or decapitate me with its claws of death. 

In non-cat news, I went to Sonic for the first time the other week. It was the most delicious thing ever. I highly recommend the chicken strip basket with a cherry limeade. 

I also made salmon the other week. But the antichrist decided to lick all over it when I went to get water so I only got to enjoy one bite of it. This upset me. But thinking about how good Sonic is makes it all better. 

mmm Sonic.

Here is a random picture of me and the boyfriend being silly: