Someone bring me some munchy food, fast! I need it! Need it, I tell you! I might go make some chicken wings or a pizza pocket or something soon. I don’t know yet. But I’m resisting eating the entire bag of Doritos over on Matt’s desk!

Speaking of chicken wings, they’re opening a Pizza Town right around the corner from us. Right around the corner! I know, I know, you’re all wondering how I’m going to eat at Pizza Town with my diet, but honestly… I’ve lightened up. Matt says I’m “falling off the wagon” but really I consider it self-acceptance. I don’t overindulge. I weigh myself and I exercise when I’m feeling up to it. Let’s face it, depression makes doing every little thing difficult, if not downright impossible at times, so I cut myself some slack. I’m getting good at watching what I’m eating and knowing what it will do to my body. So if along the way I learn to love myself as I am, power to me, I think!

Anyway, as most of my friends know, Hallow’s End has begun and World of Warcraft is full of the same costumes, candy, bobbing apples and things as always. The main event right now is hunting down the Headless Horseman. It’s a fairly quick fight, especially with a full, well-geared group, and you can do it five times per hour, assuming a different person summons him each time. It’s almost like free epics!

Right now, Kim’s gotten everything I want for her except for the Sinister Squashling pet. I’m a bit of a vanity pet collector of sorts. I don’t have the bank space (yet) for all the pets I’d like to get, but right now I have a fairly nice collection, including the very rare Captured Firefly that I managed to loot last week.

Tonight, after doing our planned Heroic Slave Pens run and running the Headless Horseman event five times, I hopped on my Swift Flying Broom and went to visit an innkeeper. She turned me into a leper gnome, which my groupmates loved. “That’s so not Kim!” I think was the exact quote. We decided to take it a bit further. I put on my Farmer’s Broom (which I have since enchanted with Fiery to go along with my Wicked Witch’s Hat and generally shadow-y appearance) and a friend of mine tossed a Weighted Jack-o’-Lantern my way, and, well… His words are the best description of this ever. “That is a lot of Halloween crammed into a very tiny little space!”