Halloween is Here, And There's Nothing Scary On
Last night was kinda awesome, coming home from Olive Garden, the moon was orange. Damn, if I could have only taken a picture of it. I wonder what color it it tonight. Is an orange moon called a Harvest Moon, especially when close to or on Halloween, or is that something I saw on TV? I have no idea, but it was so awesome!

I actually enjoyed myself last night. If it weren't for Stacy's daughter Nikki, I would have died of sheer boredom. That girl is wild.

Last night, or early this morning, I had the scare of a lifetime. Well, mentally anyway. I was asleep, and I heard my mobile go off. Like at the very end of the song, and I got up to look and Amar's name was on the screen of the phone. I missed the call, and then I remember being in bed and my heart was pounding. I couldn't remember if that was real or a dream. And I had just drifted off to sleep, so I wasn't pressed to check. When I got up this morning, my phone verified that Amar, that moron, called my ass at 1:50 this morning. Granted it was only 12:50 where he was, but still. I might call that idiot later, there's something I have to ask him. It was really weird, because I was thinking about him yesterday.

I got through the door!! It took forever to find the key. As much as I respect JKR, the keys were so wrong. And they all looked exactly like the rest, so you didn't know whether you were using a different key or one you already tried. It was a great treat though, she gave the name for chapters 2, 6, and 14 from the next book. It should be very interesting. That book should really be close now if she's doing all that. But then again, I remember when she published the first paragraph (or two, can't remember) of Order of the Phoenix, and I don't remember how long it took her to release the book after that.

It was like Alan Rickman week over here. Last weekend, during the Scariest Places on Earth marathons, the FX channel showed Die Hard. On both days, that's weird. I think last Saturday, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets came on, again on Monday, and I think Thursday. Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves was on Tuesday, but I didn't watch it at 8:00, because My Fair Lady (so good) was on, but I watched some of it at 11:00. Last night, Something the Lord Made was on, I missed the first showing. And for good measure on Friday I put Dogma on, then Marcus called, so I stopped it, then when I got off the phone with him, I put it back on. I don't know if I can count Dogma, I mostly skip to the Alan Rickman parts of it. I know Robin Hood was on today, but I'm not sure if it's coming back on for a while, I should check on My Fair Lady, that movie's so awesome.

OMG, I was lunchin on Tuesday night though. I couldn't get through My Fair Lady without something going wrong, of course. Whenever I remind myself to do something, I always forget it, but it will come to me if I don't think anything of it. I told myself over and over to get the phone, because I knew Lisa would call, but I forgot to do it, so my mum had her phone off, and it woke up my step-dad. He missed it though. Then my mum got all pissed off at me, and ruined the rest of the film. I told her that I just forgot, it happens you know, and you'd think Ms. Senility Poster Child would get that. Then she says, "But you can't forget." Oh fuck off! I'll try harder, but one little mistake and they're ready to hang a dragon as an egg. That's two Tuesdays in a row something better has been on than The Real World: Philadelphia. Anyway, once My Fair Lady went off, I tried to watch Robin Hood. The non-Alan Rickman parts are soooooooooooo boring. And the ones with him are, uh, entertaining. He got some really good lines off in that movie. But I'll never be right again after hearing Alan Rickman, the guy who plays Professor SNAPE in the HARRY POTTER movies say: "You. My room. 10:30 tonight. You. 10:45... And bring a friend." My mind shut down for about 5 minutes. I know that I said the more different roles I see him in, the more I can disassociate with Snape, but dude that line just totally set that back. But that is a really, really funny line. Another blush inducing line was: "Do you mind Locksley? We've just been married." When the Sheriff was, uh, um, about to have his way with Maid Marian. God, I just turn red and get embarrassed thinking about that.

Well, I'm gonna find something to do, I'm getting bored. I'm starting to worry about myself and this Alan Rickman thing. I've said his name more in this entry than probably the rest of them put together. I know I don't fancy him, do I? No, because I'm mad about Michael Easton (stupid redhead gonna ruin everything). I don't know what this is, and besides, Alan Rickman (that name count just keeps going up) is only 2 years older than my father, who looked really old last night, by the by. So, he's old enough to be my old dad or my young granddad. I dunno, I just gotta get my brain straight, I'm so confused.

I'm phasing.