tricked-out treat

I wasn't going to lemming into this (yes, Jenn, we can make a verb out of anything), but darnit, it's fun, and I love trick-or-treating. Or at least I used to. Hmm...

( who gave the Jack the short end of the pencil? )

Somehow, I just know all the candy I have left is the white-chocolate stuff. I hate white chocolate. And what's with the strawberry theme?

On the bright side, Bex paid me, so I think maybe I'm the one who gave her the trick; and I'll take a wet rag from J anytime. Jess is forgiven if I find Cooperfic on that paper. I know you want me to write, Jenn, enough with the subtle hinting. Jul, don't think I didn't notice that was the same candy I gave you earlier, before Sarah ganked it. And Erica? Bad Erica, no hetsmut for you.

I wonder if the lousy haul is some kind of karmic retribution for trying to steal Apollo's boyfriend.

it's the time of year for creepy things to crawl out of your subconscious

The process of moving files from the old stupid barely-functional computer to the newer stupid barely-functional computer continues apace at its snail's pace. I've found some interesting things, though.

Have a look at this transcript of a conversation Caroline linabean Baker and I had around this time last year:

( not a challenge, unless you can write something in the 3 remaining days before Halloween, but still fuel for fic thoughts )