Getting to put the moves on a WaterStones employee through sperging about our favourite authors & books.
Was great, one day I'll be able to love again.
I watched sleepy hollow, made pumpkin pie and had a long conversation with the crazy woman at the supermarket checkout who went on and on about how Halloween was a meaningless 'American' holiday.
She was technically correct - however what she failed to realise the Halloween isn't for kids. The point of it is to smear myself in fake blood, get shitfaced falling down drunk and light fireworks from a cigarette held between my teeth.
I got too many of those little packs of pepperidge farm cookies, given that I rarely get more than a couple of trick-or-treaters, so I'll probably be eating those later.