LoveRundle

It's Labor Day weekend! Hope everyone is being safe. Finally went to the Spirit Store which is a huge Halloween store that has everything from costumes to classic horror movie memorabilia. I am such a sucker that I love getting my home decorations around this time of year and I leave them up all year long. I wanted to get Trick 'r Treat mugs and throw blankets. I also saw faerie ears in there that I need for a cosplay costume I plan on making. I think my idea is pretty original and it'd be fun to do it at Dragon Con. That's my favorite convention so far, but I haven't been to the San Diego one yet.  I did see a couple of shirts that I would wear year round, like a tie-die tank top and a "Camp Crystal" hockey jersey. This year I might try to get back up there and see what's for sale because they also had Hocus Pocus shot glasses and we need shot glasses to measure out our drinks. I'm terrible at eyeballing the liquid. I put too much or too little.  ...

I've been wanting to take some short scary stories and make them into even shorter mini-movies that are a couple minutes long. I have no idea how to accomplish this so I guess it's going to be by trial and error. I've been chewing my bottom lip and pondering over some of the trickier things like graphics and stage gore. Even if this is a complete failure, it'll be something fun to do. I was listening to the only radio talk show I find entertaining in the morning, and the hosts were fixated on a "type" of woman that drove them nuts. One said, "She's the one that never gets invited to parties." and then imitating a female voice said, "I watched this documentary..." I sat up a little straighter in my car and said, "I'm that woman!" Seriously... I am. I have no idea how many times I've started a conversation with, "I watched this documentary last night; that aliens are angels and demons visiting earth... there...

We spent two weeks house sitting and it's a big house so it triggered my anxiety. Since then, my anxiety has been all over the place. I'm having panic attacks and the medicine given to me isn't something I can just take and go on my merry way. I feel like I'm stuck and being outside my house is only making this worse. I'm not sure what happened. I was doing so well. We went up to Oxnard for the day and got coffee in the wee hours of morning, then we went kayaking and got burnt because we didn't think to put sunscreen on our legs and the back of our necks. I forget how hard kayaking is when the currents are coming out and we're rowing inward. It feels like we aren't moving. Night Time Dipping We've been watching movies these past two weeks, pretty much binging different shows. We finished watching Teen Bounty Hunters and I think Emory started rewatching The Walking Dead. I liked it for the first couple of episodes, but zombie movies tend...