I enjoy halloween parties. I like costumes. I like seeing other people in costumes.
I had plans for a party to go to last Saturday. However, on Friday, during my trip home, I discovered it had been cancelled. (The location had been double-booked.)
Which was probably for the best, because I got smacked by something on my vacation and I spent the entire weekend in bed, trying to sleep it off. I didn’t have the energy to go looking for a back-up party. I barely had energy to make a soup for dinner. I couldn’t even troll Whyte avenue to look at the costumes there.
By monday I could go back to work, but my GI was still bothering me. I am still not healthy. Strangely, I am exhausted and sleepy in the morning, (partially because of issues during the night) such that it is impossible to get out of bed. But as the day wears on, I get more awake. I’m feeling rather alert right now. But we’ll see how my stomach feels after getting some food in it.
But now it is halloween and it feels very unspecial to me. I think this is probably the most adult halloween I’ve ever had.