isn’t it weird to thing that tonight is the combination between a pagan holiday and a christian holiday?

i was always just in it for the candy.

halloween was always a lot of fun. it always involved involved trick or treating with jen until 7th grade, when she went with cristin and carolina r. and put bubbles in jesus’ fountain on 93rd street, which was a story that was talked about everytime we passed his house. it was one of those stories where i had heard it so many times that i felt like i was there, and even cristin wasn’t sure whether i was there or not. i think those blurred lines are funny, because a lot of cristin and jen’s during school stories from killian i had heard so many times i can picture them perfectly (i was walkin and talkin and walkin and talkin and boom!) that even they have a hard time remembering where i was. i was at palmetto, silently counting down the hours before school was over so i could go see my real friends.

the last year of trick or treating consisted of cristin, jen, me, fuf, and carolina hauling our bums across continental park as we were chased by jon, ed, larry, and oscar who all had water guns. i remember trying to keep all the candy inside my pillowcase and the skirt of my little red riding hood costume down as i ran, and it was humid and gross outside. it was good times. good times to still be able to act like we were 12, which was something that happened often when we all got together. i’m excited about seeing caro, and i can’t believe that we’ve let so many years go by. but i love that its not awkward, that we’ll talk like we used to every day back in 8th and 9th when we’d rehash her and my cousin’s relationship and what exciting things happened at our respective schools. its so funny that the people who i don’t expect to become close to (ie: caro because we thought we hated each other since she was going out with kale, kelly because i was a little snot and she was a really big dork, and nicholls because we both liked the same guy and i was too damn jealous [hehe! stupid of me, i know, haha, when he wasn’t worth it anyway, to either of us]) are the people who ended up becoming some of my best friends. so if you think i hate you for some reason, it’s probably not true. it probably just means that we’ll eventually become good friends and there’s just nothing that you can do about it. they say first impressions mean everything, but i really don’t think so.

so thats enough about that.

here’s to halloween of times past, and the great memories i have of them all. so here’s a little tribute from the old linz/caro notebook, for your friendly neighborhood beer wench, to the few of you who know what that means 🙂