Well, as usual I am one of three people at work today in any sort of festive outfit. *sigh*
This morning on the pre-8am-all-office-workers GOTrain ride it was just me and a guy in a pancho and sombrero, with two days’ beard growth and a cheroot. I sat next to him so that all the suspicious starers could direct their gazes uniformly, without undue neck strain.
Compared to the full-body pink rabbit outfit I wore in 2003, the girl-biker idea seemed tame, but I had an acute moment of self-awareness in front of the elevators. I met Minister Colle for the first time wearing an outfit consisting mostly of pleather, studs, chain and lacing. Eep.
Roommate K-Jo is buying candy today, hopefully on sale, at Shoppers/Canadian Tire. When I get home there should be lit pumpkins guiding my way. Intending to leave work early to make it before dark, but cunning plan will only work if Cabinet Office cooperates and sends me back the alterations on my products, like NOW. Otherwise may have to take cab.
I wish a pleasantly spooky night for you all! Eat chocolate! Watch the Simpsons Treehouse of Horror! Wear creepy masks!