My pumpkins are done for the year. I'm overall pretty happy with them. It was a good way to kill...holy shit I spent almost half a day on the three of them put together. Is that awesome or sad? (I think I'm going to go for sad. XD)

I luff Halloween. I get to sit out on the porch in the freezing rain and wind tomorrow with mum and hand out candy. I'm just hoping it'll be too cold for all the stupid teenaged punks who don't dress up to go out. (I have nothing against teens trick-or-treating--I did it in high school--but for Pete's sake...dress up!)

Now I think I need to go medicate my hand. Scooter tried to eat my hand while I was petting his belly and I think the part of my palm under my thumb is infected. There's the tiniest little puncture from one of his teeth and the edges are turning white and it's red and stiff around it...that ain't good, lmao.

That cat is a jerk. (But, then again, he decided to stand behind me when I got home from work and I stepped back not knowing and got almost the whole length of his tail under my shoe. Serves him right, the little punk.) XD It's ridiculous I love him as much as I do. But he's my squishie.