First.  Check this out.

Second.  I am so going.

Sadly, it's not going to be here until June 2012, but who the fuck cares?  Zombie obstacle course?  Really?  That's like a dream come true.  Plus, it means I have a reason to start running & working out again (I know, you need a reason to work out?  Well, duh.).  Also, it means new work out clothes.  Also also?  Zombies.

There's a new Fable book coming out!  And while it's about Ben Finn (a character I couldn't get invested in, sorry, Ben, but you're no Reaver), I'm still excited because a Gnnoommmeee is in it.  A shit-talking gnome.  I mean, come on?  The gnomes were the best part of Fable III.  A book that has one in it?  Sign me up, please.

( viiddeoo gammmeeee mmeeemeee )

All right.  I should talk about my weekend because it was kind of awesome.  My best friend ended up canceling her party on Saturday, so instead I went out with my dad and aunt to Necropolis.  We had gone last year, and it was so much fun and scary.  This year, however?  Not so much, at least not scary.  I don't know if it was the women in front of us who were the typical stereotype of black women, and screamed and yelped and had me rolling on the ground laughing (it was hilarious), or if it was the lack of workers, but it just wasn't... scary.  At all.  But it sure was a confidence booster.

Why?  Because I was hit on.  A lot.  Called pretty, and cute.  The workers complimented my heels and all that jazz.  God, I love myself sometimes (shuddup, it's good to have some self-confidence).  Also, I had done my hair in a cute butterfly braid.  So adorable.

After the haunted house, we headed to Denny's.  Mind you, we got out of the haunted house at 12:14.  We didn't get out of Denny's until around 2 am, and it was packed.  And that was my Saturday of awesome.

Halloween was your typical halloween.  Went to my grandparents, took my dog with me, had a cookout with hotdogs, burgers, brauts, ribs, etc. etc.  I made a new burger that was topped with carmalized onions, blue cheese, various greens, and spicy mayo; it was amazingly delicious, and I urge you all to try it.  My aunt took the kids out trick or treating while the rest of the adults watched horror movies (first on the list was Night of the Living Dead (not the remake, that sucks), which despite how old it was, had my grandmother cringing).  We made candied apples, and carved pumpkins, sorted candy, and got ZERO trick or treaters.  I was happy about that.

RP WISE: I've had a strong urge to play Kadaj somewhere, and while I'm actually working on an application for Luceti for him, I don't know if I'll submit it.  I want to, but I don't know if I want to.  You know?

My little sister is working on an application for Komachi from Infinite Undiscovery that she plans on submitting when apps open up in Luceti.

So cute.

Me and my mom are geeking out about FFXIII. I'm for serious. We're giggling back and forth about how cute Hope is, and how much he's matured throughout the game, and how Snow is such an amazing heroic idiot. Oh, we do love this game. It's nice to be able to geek out about something with my mom. We also have no problem discussing our ships, too.

Can you believe she's farther than me in this game? Not by much, but still. :| She's the one that got me into the FF games. I remember when she bought 7 way wayyyy back then (the very day it was released, even), and I watched her play the opening in the living room, and I was just AMAZED at how awesome it looked. She's also the one that introduced me to fanfiction, and writing, and all that jazz.

I love my mommy, no lie. My dad is real into the FF games, too, and he's the main reason I got into Resident Evil and Silent Hill. My family and video games. It's a big thing with us. We're made up of geeks, we're all geeks, even my grandparents. I wonder how this happened...