hello, *insert term of endearment here*. my little world has just gotten a tad bit more hectic as of late. as such, my brain is fried but not in that good kind of way that i sometimes enjoy on weekends.
the past few days i've played with candy. here is a photo of some children of the (candy) corn.
and a semi edible interpretation of a lilo hair accessory.
i also took a photo of my favorite skull. see?
but all i really wanted to do was laugh at the pumpkins.
(please tell me that i'm not the only person who's heard that old ween song.)
you wanna' know what's really scary? sideshow bob is running for snohomish county auditor!
i would totally vote for him.
anyway, the scariest thing by far this week occurred when i ate this.
i have to tell you, despite what other people have claimed, i did not find the elvis reese's to be tasty. scary in that "what the fuck did i just eat?!? fuck me, why is there fake banana in this!?!" kind of way? yes. but tasty? no.
ok, *insert term of endearment here*, my fried brain wants me to watch this or this over and over again. they make us happy, our preciouses.