Happy halloween! I've put on my cowgirl-suit and I'm ready to have a drink or two. But can you believe it? I forgot to buy alcohol before they closed the alcohol sale today... in Norway you can't buy alcohol after six on saturdays. Crazy, right? So there I was on the bus, exhausted as I went out yesterday as well, happy that I got all my shopping done, and realized it was ten to six, and while I was supposed to buy my beer, I had been wandering aimlessly around looking for a new dress.

You see, today I also found out that I was going to treat myself to a new dress - but I can't just go out and buy one... it has to "find me", and it has to be perfect. But it's not going to find me unless I go around looking for one... usually this "finding" happens at a time when you're completely broke and you can't possibly buy the garment of your dreams. Lucky for me, this whole being broke thing doesn't occur as often as it used to.. heh..

puss puss.

By the way, I solved the whole alcohol crisis by borrowing an old bottle of Kahlua from my parents.. which I now realize is actually the same bottle that I used to steal sips from when I was 16-17 and had home alone parties. Haha. I'd rather have a bottle of wine, but we probably don't have one. That's what it's like to live with a family that usually only drinks alcohol-free beer. What's the point of that?