My sociable sort of Halloween plans lasted me till like seven o'clock, around which point the effects of the various substances I had been enthusiastically abusing began to wear off, so I retired to my repulsive cavern. I figured there were most likely numerous horror movies on television, and I may as well watch one of those. This was failing to take into consideration the fact that most horror movies are utter shit, and I decided the hell with appropriateness and atmosphere and what-have-you, I'll just watch some Mad Men. Imagine my delight upon discovering the episode I was at was set on Halloween! Evidently the gods of circumstance and fortune, who had granted me relatively few (ie, not constant) favors since deciding to make me white, had finally chosen to smile down upon me. In celebration I ventured back out into the great unknown, at which point high schoolers began trying to talk to me and I was like "no, fuck this."
And that's my Halloween!
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