I had a fun Halloween. I dressed up as a sloth and passed out candy very slowly to trick-or-treaters. I suspect some of the kids didn’t recognize I was role-playing and thought I was just old. Heh. (A few got impatient and went to another apartment, then returned when I broke character after noticing it only amused me.) The kids were loud, excited, and adorable. I liked having their energy breeze through.
I couldn’t figure out how to take a selfie while masked. 🤪 M invited me to join him at a party, but the theme included the word haunted or horror. We both started laughing after he asked. I’ve never been wired to appreciate the thrill of being scared. Epigenetics, yo. I’m a wee bit jealous of the people who can participate in such things (without crying.) I have my Blu-rays of Us and Get Out that I won’t be watching, ever. (I bought them to support Jordan Peele.)
I haven’t even watched American Horror Story, and Stevie Nicks is in it. (!!!) (M said that alone proves it’s epigenetics.) 😂 My mind is running all over the place. I’m officially a Lizzo fan. I loved her immediately. I find out about new-to-me artists from my favorite podcasts lately. My introduction to American Griots, by Louis York, was terrific. They performed a song on The Friend Zone podcast, and it was ear candy. I preordered the album immediately after. (It’s so good!)
XD, from Jade and XD, created a unisex fragrance, called, D’Leau. I ordered some, and in the process, created two scents of my own. Both M and I are in love with D’Leau. It’s officially my favorite at this time. However, the ones I created reek. (It turns out; I suck at it.) Fortunately, I don’t care because I have D’Leau. 😆 I’ve had two people ask me about it so far (and you know I don’t get out much.) 😂
It’s World of Warcraft’s 15th anniversary. I’ve been playing on and off for eleven years now. I have no plans of quitting, although I did have an unfortunate incident the other day. I was soloing a dungeon from The Burning Crusade, and some toon assassin appeared from thin air behind me. It scared the shit out of me, and I nearly had a panic attack. I took a three-day break, then got right back in there and reran it, this time on the heroic setting.
It still startled me when I triggered the assassin again, but I didn’t panic. I just stood there and let the bastard try to kill my toon until I got bored, then ended him with nonchalance. (I’m a level 110 tank, and he was level 80 or something.) I’m so glad Blizzard allows us to travel back to lower level areas to exact revenge. I don’t do it often, but when I do,
I drink Dos Equis I usually have a blast. I’m going to upgrade because they’re releasing a new expansion next year. It’ll probably take me that long to reach level 120. Heh. I’m off to play. 💜✌🏽
p.s. Missy Elliot was on The Read TV show on Fuse!!!