frankenstein's monster make-up fail: first, it took a long time to apply the fake skin and the grey base. the package didn't include half the things that it required. the bolts that attach to your neck? yeah. not so much, even with the fake skin.
second, after i kind of got it decent it became the saddest costume ever because i couldn't change my facial expression without the fake skin peeling. so no smiling back at the poor girl standing at the entrance to the metro, and holding back a sneeze on the bus actually made me tear up. at least it was still okay when i entered vfmp's place (with the fake teeth doing a good job all by themselves), so after that i relaxed a bit and let my mask shed.
as i walked outside i realized that i'd need gloves and my tuque - the weather dropped back to around freezing which was heartening ^_^
the beginning of the party was a bit boring, minus the awesome giant cackling witch at the entrance to the apartment. we watched a bit of scream - gods, what a horrible movie - and then played a bit of tekken but the xbox controls didn't work correctly so it was disappointingly random.
the werewolves of millers hollow is a fun formalization of a game i learned about in the army. we played a lot and it got progressively more entertaining as the night wore on.
i decided to leave thunderstone there as that's where we usually play. i hope they don't forget to invite me to join in :P
the guy who gave me a ride was so stoned he forgot about me and had to return, but our chat on the way to my place was surprisingly sober and interesting.
i enjoyed a late sleep with loads of chained dreams and woke up to do very little. i spent the afternoon reading, playing games, eventually doing laundry and homework. then horseman came over and four hours flew by, some of it in crazy games of tekken where i got taught a thing or two before getting some revenge. both of us had sore hands by the end :)
i prepared dinner and sat down to watch an episode of futurama. it seemed familiar but i didn't care, then halfway through i realized it was a movie and not an episode: bender's big score the second time was still entertaining. my brain was mostly off anyway. the dinner kind of sucked - i don't know why but while it tasted good it didn't feel like it was going down properly. i ate the rest as leftovers this afternoon and it seemed fine so i don't know what that was about.
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going to bed, i was reminded of how much i abhor putting a duvet into the cover. couldn't someone just make a duvet cover with buttons on TWO ends?!
waking up to scraping outside when it hasn't snowed? swak. the weather app said -6 with a five degree jump due within the hour. wtf?!
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i wasn't just on time this morning, i was early. the class was cool, though i still can't handle those hours and in addition to being tired my stomache wouldn't stop making loud noises. what was amusing about that is that nobody knew whose it was for the first while, everyone including me wondering if it was theirs :P
i discovered that one of the girls is an illustrator after finding out that we're both fans of marilyn manson and jhonen vasquez. hah!
i finally went to the jean talon market to pick up builder bars, the only boxes they had were so well hidden that the junior staff had to ask after it :( i've requested that they order some for me but i suspect i'm going to need to find myself another dealer...
i got home and crashed on the couch. what followed was meta epic dreaming about my father and being told (in dream) that i was doing so just so i that i could experience him dying repeatedly. when i woke up my memory was so destabilized that it was an effort to remember burying him.
muay thai drilling was great but left me with sore arms. i watched the wrestlers afterwards (i think i'm going to join them next time) because i wasn't up for boxing, then returned home to relax with frozen peas as my leg isn't healed yet and got all sensitive when i hit the bags. damn this fragile biological body!
*sigh*
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okay, french homework and bed.
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