I've been so busy with work and NaNo planning, house sitting last week, and just real life that I haven't really been thinking about Halloween. I have two costume parties that I may or may not be going to, a birthday party, and a write-in this weekend. I'm going to miss the write-in because of work. I'm going to skip out on one party because I can't afford to go to a restaurant where they don't even print the prices on the menu, and the other two parties...costume parties.
Now, I normally love Halloween...I don't LOVE it like most gays I know (I've heard it called "The Gay Christmas" more than once), but I enjoy it. This year, though, I just haven't been feeling it. I wasn't thinking about a costume. See, I couldn't fall back on Pearl, because I didn't want to shave. I don't want to spend any money on a costume this year, either. So I'm stuck with what's in the closet.
So what IS in the closet?
Lots. What you DON'T see (besides what I don't want you to see) is a diner waitress uniform with a nametag that says PEARL, my shoes, and assorted sweaters. What you DO see, though...corduroy jacket, white hair color spray, a long black wig, various shirts and junk, all of my underpants and socks and undershirts, and every shirt and pair of pants I own. What am I going to be?
Well...I think I'm gonna go the easy route. Corduroy jacket. Corduroy pants. Argyle sweater. A little bit of gray hair spray. Voila! I'm an English professor. Super easy. Super cheap.
Halloween is DONE. And after the parties? I can start on my novel.