And even if we got there three hours late, we still managed to hit most of the mazes.
And , internets, it was like being a heathen all your life only to see the face of god. Red mist, blue mist, skeletons and torn drapery hanging off every available hanging spot. Weirdly coincidental thumping music that sounded like the kind they play as people are led to their doom in movies about giant apes and pirates as we were lining up to get in.
Most of my pictures came out blurry and I don't care, it was just that awesome. And I didn't get back until three in the morning, and was entirely not tired.
I bought the soundtrack too. Best $12 spent ever.
Blurry pictures are here.
Almost every house had decorations! There must have been at least five full-blown haunted houses! So many people jumped out at us from behind cardboard graveyards and fake-cobwebbed trees that by the end of the night I was full desensitized and didn't even notice the guy with the claw gloves in front of me! There were jack-o-lanterns, old houses, and giant old trees blocking out every street light...and it was STILL safe to cut through alleys.
The only thing I can't remember is where the bloody hell this neighborhood was!
Gah..back to Googlemaps.
I don't suppose anyone out there knows a good neighborhood to trick-or-treat in, in Toronto?
After nearly a month...I did it. Agonising, deleted paragraphs and several weeks of just staring at a blank Word document, and forcing several friends to read it and reread it and tell me several times that "Yes, it's fine, now SEND IT and buy your own food", and I finished it.
I can't do anything about my resume. I have limited skills that could apply to this job, and frankly, I've never once accomplished anything. Unless you count running Quizno's out of business, but that was a group effort.
I'm still terrified. Out of my mind. In a mere matter of hours people will be reading it, judging it, marking every grammar and spelling mistake, or even how far apart I spaced things (God I'm regretting doing that to hopeful employees at Quizno's now!).
And what if I sent it to the wrong email address? What if I misspelled the CEO's name?
Fuck that..what if I get an interview? .__.;
It can't be helped, I can't work retail, and Lord knows I'll die (or at least, sleep) in Uni!
*clicks the "Send" button*
*tiny, pitiful squeal of terror*
How in the heck do you come off as mature, responsible, and able to deal with emotionally stressed victems of crime, without sounding glib towards the whole thing?
Gahh...an hour of writing, and all I have is this;
"As you can see from my attached resume, I have worked in the fast-food industry. As such, this has given me ample experience working in teams, handling emotional people and cleaning up garbage, waste, human bodily fluids and rodent remains."
Maybe in another hour, I'll almost have a paragraph.
But since this time I've actually figured out how to make it look slightly pretty I might stick around for a bit. >>
Still working on this. I just put up the unedited header image so I could see what it would look like, and try to find some matching background colors for it.
Eugh...I just stumbled across someone's Comic Con photo gallery and saw the Joker figure I've been drooling over the last couple months. And was struck by a very powerful urge to go down to the comic store and apply..despite the fact that it's barely big enough to get two of my friends in, I haven't read an American comic in several years and that my mom will rip my head off if I do. Just..want..Joker figure so much. D: