Not Much Going On

Got my computer back from the damned... and by the damned I mean Lance was fixing it, the handsome devil...
Which reminds me, had a BLAST on Hallowe'en, got so drunk couldn't remember which way was home and which way was up and managed to hold it all in this year. I went out trick-or-treating to test a theory: that I am SO short, no one would know that I was 16 years old! Most of the drunkness was birthday celebrations though, and got to kiss Lance (yay!) even though he thought it was a joke...
Allen went out as an alien clone of himself, and got the prize for originality.

**Am really missing mommy right now.