This is my first October owning a black cat... which clearly makes me a witch. My recent obsession with burning incense and obvious lack of moral fiber means it must be true.
(I'm drinking that Jewel brand crack coffee again).
October means it's time for me to start thinking about what I'm going to be for Halloween. Renee and I were going to go as Joan Jett and Cherie Currie from The Runaways. But that would require me to buy some elaborate lingerie and hooker boots and I really don't have the money (or a legitimate reason) to go out and buy that stuff.
Although... it is pretty damn sexy.
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