Dog Nearly Murdered by Crazy Pinata Assassin

My friend Josh dropped out of school to become a flight attendant, so last night I threw him a dinner party. We had salad, casserole, cheesey bread, weed, and ice-cream sandwiches. I even found a fucking airplane-shaped pinata for the event. It isn't every day that you find yourself clawing at the eyes of fully grown humans in order to acquire Reeses peanut-butter cups sitting on the ground of a filthy driveway. Everyone escaped relatively uninjured, but my roommate almost batted the neighbor's giant German Shephard off of our roof where he had been innocently observing our insane ritual. But I'm not gonna lie; it was one of the best dinner parties I have ever been to.

My band has finally come to agreement on our name. I found this rad scarf at a thrift store last year that said "Lick Comets" on it. I thought it was awesome, because it is, and now that is our band name.

My final thought today regards Halloween. I usually get ambitious come Autumn time in planning a unique, albeit budget costume. Past years have included: "Mary" (as in Mary had a little lamb--mouth dripping with blood, torn up lamb, and poofy dress), "Edward Scissorhands", "Go-Go Yobari goes gambling in Vegas", and now (drum roll...)

Tim Burtons Corpse Bride ...

That's the plan for now. We will see.