Tonight, I'll take from all mankind, conquer all the odds!

Oh, life, you.

I wake up, yawn, fumble for the remote and turn on the TV to see what the weather for the day is. For whatever reason, Cartoon Network is on. The TV fades into picture/sound. Scooby Doo is on. The first thing I hear?

Someone saying something to the effect of "We'll try to help you solve this, Dr. Jekyll."

I just blinked a few times, then laughed. A lot. And actually sat to watch the episode. I started shouting the contradictions at the TV screen ("This guy can't be Jekyll's grandson, he didn't have any kids! (Unless he's descended from a bastard child of Hyde...but, ahem)", "Hyde's not supposed to be a green skinned monster!" etcetc) before I realized. I'm watching Scooby fucking Doo.

In related news, my costume is great. I need to re-sew the very hastily made pocket (half sewn with green thread because I ran out of black), but other than that, it's good. Blood stains aren't bad, even if not quite the shade I wanted it...And the rest is great. The party at Fordham yesterday rather sucked. Most of it was sitting around playing Bingo. But I did win a $25 Papa John's giftcard, so it can't be all that bad, right?

I do so love my Hyde costume. I'll try to take pictures today.

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And so Halloween night begins to draw to a close with [a very bloodstained] Edward Hyde, Gandalf the Grey, Severus Snape, and Nyphadora Tonks in a police station.

No, we didn't get arrested. XD Just car towing dealies. But walking into a police station wearing my Hyde outfit, with painted blood stains all over it, is just...well, it's certainly a memorable sight!

Entire story to come later.