Boo. Never been a fan of Hallowe'en. North American consumerism at its best. Also, just too damn lazy to keep getting up and handing out candy to obnoxious children. We carved pumpkins in the office yesterday. I'm most comfortable with a big knife in my hand. No need to point out which of the 4 was mine, right?
This 31st, I'll be having a glass or 5 of wine, while trying my best to ignore the ringing doorbell. Too shitfaced to come to the door - that's as good of an excuse as ever was.