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Halloween Halloween Halloween, what does the name mean to you!!  As a child it was one of my personal favourites on top of the list next to Christmas!  A spooky time of the year where anything goes.  We walked the streets unattended, dressed up as monsters, demons, ghosts you name it we wore it from bin bags down to fangs and fake blood, oh yes Halloween! And the good ole days where we could truly express our fantasies and trick or treat used to mean exactly that and not your car window being put through if you didn’t oblige.  So what happened to the community over the years, what happened to the true spirit of Halloween connecting to those in your local village or town, staying out late par taking in a home cookie, toffee apple and the bag of goodies, your reward for the night.

In today’s times there are even those misguided souls wishing to get Halloween banned completely as they can’t understand the distinction between Halloween and its origins celebrations such as Samhain or All Souls Day.  If we take away Halloween we will soon be left with very little, while the spiritual elements of Halloween are worth looking at those who cower under their beds during this time as what they believe to be evil, miss the point entirely. 

While there are valid reasons NOT to celebrate the secular or spiritual side to Halloween there is no justification to assume your six year old constructing a witches hat is in fact “serving the devil”.  So whatever your views or religion, remember what this time of the year means to the children and some of us adults who still love Halloween.  Make it a celebration, dress up, play some games, trick or treat and share your fun with others. 

From the whole team at www.costumefinder.co.uk this Halloween stay safe and stay happy.

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For the majority of the day, I've not felt the best. I've been slightly lapsed for a while now - but Shelly did manage to cheer me up slightly. We played Canis Canem Edit together and Guitar Hero 5.
Shelly came at about 3 in the afternoon because she was spending the night after coming with us to Ian's Halloween party.
Mam had bought mini bags of Haribo Starmix for the brats who knock on the door and she said I couldn't have any - but I snaffled some when she wasn't looking. :P

Although the party was pretty good - I had a laugh with Christine, talked with Laura about film-making, talked with Mark about games - had a laugh with Lisa and her friend in the kitchen - drank a few bottles of iron brew WKD and cuddled up with Shelly on the sofa for a while - it was dad who had to go and ruin it.

And he didn't just ruin the party for me - he ruined the whole of tonight. He's SUCH a fucking ARSEHOLE.
He's starting to make me hate him again. A while back I disliked mam for being bitchy all the time, but she's settled down, she's just a knob when it suits her - but dad's a total fucking prick all the time.
And this is tripled, maybe even quadrupled when he's drunk.

He ALWAYS, without fail - will upset me when I'm drunk - but apparently he upset Christine as well - he upset Shelly by being a general arsehole, touching her up - and not just her, Lisa and Amy as well - and I know that mam wasn't best pleased with him either.

Not only this - but when we got home - Shelly and I were cuddled up on the floor and duvet pile together - some chavs had set fire to a car outside, so we had mam mooching about being generally nosey - all these fire engines and police cars going by at two in the morning with their lights and sirens going - then this inflamed car decided to start randomly EXPLODING. Shelly and I were just like SERIOUSLY WTF.

After this drama, we all settled down and tried to get back to what we were doing - dad decides to blunder about naked on the landing, throwing up all over the carpet and the suitcase by the ottoman. So he's being noisy, as well as flashing everything to Shelly who was unfortunate enough to catch a glimpse when she was going to the toilet.
And as a result of him throwing up everywhere - he kept mam awake as well as us - he was pissing about mopping everywhere up with toilet roll for about 45 minutes - then there was the racket of mam getting the mop bucket out.

It was like the first time in ages I was in a reasonable mood, I wasn't TOO depressed - thus rendering my sex drive reasonably okay - and he just had to go and turn me RIGHT off. Vomit is one of my phobias, for a start - but I couldn't feel at all comfortable knowing he was falling about like a twat on the landing outside the door and mam was dragged away to clean up after him.
I felt really sorry for her actually - I'm just glad she didn't have work on Sunday and dad did - ha, the twat, that'll fucking teach him.

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Party photos:



Me, as an evil deranged jester - and Ian as The Crow. :D



Shelly and I. :D



Mam, myself, Shelly and dad - as Yoda. :S



Amy, Dan, Ian, Mark and Laura. :D



Christine and Roger. :D

Back in the day, before the Reunion Tour- I did my best to write daily. I pulled my content from everywhere in order to keep to my deadline. I wrote out lists and shared daily events, linked to things I found interesting, funny or moving and posted photos and illustrations.

One of my favorite regular entries were for birthdays. There were few things better than as a birthday approached, plotting how I could get the most people aware of the birthday and try to make it fun. When the birthday arrived, seeing my entry join others' celebrating that birthday was fantastic. It was like hopping from party to party.

Thankfully, Dessie is having a birthday today. And as we all know, she is a master baker. With that in mind, I thought I'd throw a Birthday Cake Making Party. Make sure to wish LaughWithMe the best birthday in the world!
Happy Birthday, LaughWithMe!

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Friday it be. Today be the day of the night out and Dixie's epic 18th birthday sleepover. :D
 
Friday is the day I have to go into college for a film studies lesson, so mam drove me there and she even agreed to pick me up afterwards. It was a lesson that passed rather quickly, just another lesson of watching video clips and making notes. Basic stuff. Dixie gets the feeling there's going to be a lot of this.
 
When I got home, I straightened up my room, planted peas on my FarmVille field and waited around for my guests. :)
Shelly came first, who was swiftly followed by Adam 20 minutes later. We hadn't him knocking on the door becuase mam had a hairdryer on proper loud, so he let himself in.
 
These are Adam's present:
 

 
Aren't they epic?! :D
They've earned pride of place on my gaming shelves. The super mushroom has cherry candies, the 1-up mushroom has apple candies and the power star has "star" candies that don't really have a flavour that can be defined.



Adam said they sold "shitty blue mushrooms" as well and he said they don't even exist in the Mario games. I think they're meant to be from New Super Mario Bros. - so the blue mushroom would be the mini mushroom. If I'm ever in town with some loose coins, I might get it to complete the collection. Perhaps.
 
Ashleigh came later and the three of us were engaging in our usual banter - Adam and I were fairly hyper while Shelly and Ash were in relativley sane states of mind.
Dad came in just before we were about to leave and pissed me off. If the rest of the night hadn't been so mint, he'd have ruined it all for me. He put me in a shitty mood for the next 45 minutes and I didn't hyper up again till we were in Eston on the minibus.
 
He came in having a whinge on about the whole personal message thing - making idle threats to Adam and Shelly about not swearing. But he only had to say it ONCE. But he said it OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER. He pissed me off that much I ended up shouting at him - and because he ended up upsetting Shelly because he spoke to them like shit.
I did tell Shelly though that he talks to me even worse than that sometimes.
 
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The minibus came at half 7, and we went around Eston and Grangetown picking everyone up. First nana and Susan, then nana, grandad, Ian and Lisa - then finally off to get Christine and Roger.
 
We were playing fucking musical chairs - I was sat at the front to start with and by the end, mam had banished Adam and myself right to the back. I was like "MURRR, BIRTHDAY GIRL HERE, BANISHED TO THE BACK OF THE BUS!"
 
Joe Rigatoni's was a lot smaller than I expected it. I dunno why I expected it to be a big place like - but anyway, it wasn't.
We had to stand about and wait to be seated - I was stood talking to nana Pat and Susan while everyone faffed about at the bar.
 
I'd wanted to sit in the middle of the long table - and I SORT OF was, more of the middle slanted to the right. Between Adam and Shelly, opposite Susan with nana Pat on her right and Ian on her left. I couldn't really see Ash because she was sat right on the edge of the table - bless her, she had to keep shuffling out every time Adam, Shelly or I needed a piss.
 
It was amusing listening to everyone's orders - about 11 of us wanted parmos. :)
OH, AND THEY WERE FUCKING EPIC PARMOS.
Absolutley MASSIVE, but NECTAR.
I didn't finish it entirley - but they did a service where you could get it boxed up and taken back with you, so we did that. :)
 
I was worried about Adam: the combination of parmo and Jaques had made him feel ill - and he was in the toilets for ages. I went to check on him - just stepping slightly inside the block so I could see if he was alright. He seemed it - but didn't want any more cider, so I ended up drinking the rest of it.
I got a bit drunk again - slightly over what I was at nana's 50th wedding anniversary. Shelly, Ash and Adam thought it was hilarious. I'm not that funny - I'm just sort of hyper, more talkative and my voice is a bit higher and I talk slower.
 
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Here's some photos:
 















 
And of course, the epic Guitar Hero cake. It's in the shape of my beloved LEGEND. :D
 

 
Oh, and it was awesome. Mam critiqued my cake-cutting skills, so I made her do it.
It wasn't one of those cakes with the icing to cake ratio 2:1 - there was just enough icing and plenty of cake.
 
The minibus home was fucking mint. Everyone was sort of drunk - so we were all laughing and merry - sucking the helium out of the balloons. Ash sounds HILARIOUS. I expected her to end up sounding relativley normal, but she does end up quite squeaky. Not as bad as Adam and my dad - they were both talking to each other with their new squeaky tones. Everyone was pissing themselves.
 
Shelly, Ash, Adam and I were all sat at the back of the bus - so Shelly and I had a lot of privacy to kiss as much as we wanted. I did want - so she gave me lots of kisses. :D
 
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Ian and Lisa came back with us - we had a few more drinks and played Guitar Hero 5.
I kicked it off with Du Hast - I tried Expert vocals (and bodged them up because the new vocals system is HARD) while Shelly and Adam both played guitar.
 
I didn't really like Guitar Hero 5. I hate the interface - and I couldn't see properly because all the colours were blurred together, so I just sat and watched.
Ian and Lisa did a lot of vocals while you couldn't get Shelly off the guitar. Ash didn't play much either, so I was just cuddled up to her, playing with her hair for most of the time.
 
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When the time came - mam and Adam inflated the airbeds and we all threw the bedding, sleeping bags and pillows down the stairs. The sleeping bags proper bounce. :)
 
Shelly took the 3-seater sofa, Ash got the 2-seater, Adam got the bigger airbed over by the TV and I had the smaller one between the two sofas and paralell to Adam.
We stayed awake for a lot of the time, talking - and trying to shut Adam up because he was listening to his iPod and singing The Veronicas PROPER loud. It's weird being in the dark downstairs. I proper couldn't make ANYTHING out. :)

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Summer Accomplishments:

- COMPLETED AND TOTALLY MASTERED FINAL FANTASY VII!

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I was supposed to be going to Ash's today, but as it was Jordan's 18th birthday party last night, Ash assumed everyone would be too hungover to cope with me - so she came here instead.
After last night, I wasn't actually hungover, I was just really tired. I didn't even feel sick or have a headache.

I amused Ash by letting her read the blog I wrote last night. Seriously, you have to fucking decode it. :)
Basically it's just saying I went to nana's 50th wedding anniversary party at the Eston Labour Club, mam's cousin Yan got up on the stage and sang, I was talking to an old work colleague of grandad's about bands and motorbikes and I drank 3 pints of cider and got tipsy with my dad.

It's actually not that badly written, I just seemed to have mashed the keyboard instead of actually pressing the buttons.
So I shall post the photos I mentioned here - while we're on the topic:



Lyndsey, taking photos - as she was doing ALL night. :/



Nana and grandad. :)



Their cake - the little icing people bear odd resemblences. :)



My eyes are super-widened here. The gadge I was talking to is the one sat behind me.



Me and daddy. :)

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Either way - Ash wanted to complete something today, with her as witness.
So I gave her the to-be-completed wallet and told her to choose.
After we established that there was only about 3 games I could have actually finished in the time we had, she chose Final Fantasy VII.

I told her that she'd have to hang about for an hour or two while I finished mastering all of my materia crystals - but she didn't seem to mind.
So we drank Pepsi, ate pizza and crisps while Ash played flash games and we both watched flash movies - I basically wandered about in The Crater, holding down circle so my characters would automatically attack at the start of each battle.

When I'd gotten all of this done, and Ash had showed me the Awesome Series on Newgrounds - which are fairly amusing. The FF7 one itself is funny too - I re-entered The Crater, Ash came and sat beside me and I ventured to the centre.
It was irritating though - now I wasn't blundering about LOOKING for fights - shitloads were coming at me. Did my head in, it did.

Bloody Safer Sephiroth killed me the first time, because I was trying to avoid using Knights Of The Round - and for some reason, the Final Attack-Revive combination wouldn't work for this one time. I think Tifa was silenced or some varying reasons.
Neither Ash or myself was amused by the Super Nova attack that Safer Sephiroth has. It takes 3 times longer than KOTR - so you're sat watching this 2 minute animation, thinking you're about to get triple 9999 damage, but no - it leaves you with about 1000 HP and 3 fully charged limit breaks. Very pointless.

I felt my efforts of completing this with Ash were a bit wasted - she didn't fully understand what was going on in the ending. I'd explained the main background of the story to her - but still. I should have completed it with Adam.
Oh well, next time Adam is round - I'll show him the bosses and the ending, if he wants to see them.