just call me Scrooge

Ok. I'm admitting right here and now that I have an irrational hatred for Halloween. I really have no idea when it started either. I remember in college I used to really enjoy it. Getting dressed up. Getting trashed. 'Twas fun. But now, I can't stand it. There's so much pressure to come up with a cool, creative, unique costume. And, everyone seems to see being dressed up as an excuse to become either 1) a blithering idiot, or 2) a complete and utter jackass, or 3) both.

It's obnoxious really. For a while there I was still pretty excited to hand out candy to the kids, but for the past couple of years I've seen even that as a horrible bother.

Can you only imagine what I'll be like when I'm 80?

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