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You know, I was going to do that trick-or-treating meme, but then it was freakin' everywhere and now I have to seek therapy because I've developed a complex.

Ahem.

So anyway, since it's Halloween and I still want to do the trick-or-treat thing, and all of you are standing on my doorstep in costume with your bags wide open, I'm giving you whatever the hell you want.

So, my question is, what'd I give you, and what are you giving me?

(Keep in mind, I'm standing out here in the freezing cold dressed as Gidget. My pride and my appendages are on the line here.)

To save those who just don't want to hear about it anymore ...

I started a NaNoWriMo journal at nano_troll so that those on my friends list who want to avoid it can.

It's probably not going to have the story up there ... I don't want to put it online just in case I actually finish the ruddy thing. But there'll probably be bits of story and the occasional whine out of me on there.

EDIT: You know, I just checked the polls. The funniest thing about the Whose Line entries is that if I do write the Dom story, I can totally use everything on that list, including the possessed jello.

Actually, especially the possessed jello. And there's my terrifying thought for today. :)

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Wtf?! Doesn't anybody ever notice that every time there's a murder, Jessica Fletcher is there to solve it?

Psycho-killing old biddy. That's one way to keep yourself employed, I guess.

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Look! Troy has a poster!

Is it wrong that the first thing I noticed -- aside from all Teh Pretty -- is the fact that Peter O'Toole's name is right at crotch level? As if putting Brian Cox's name right next to the sword wasn't phallic enough.