Night Circle

I cannot let the day go by without posting something so here is a little of my usual nothing. :)

I dressed in an orange sweater and flirty black skirt today with my boots and felt very witchy/autumnal.

Tonight I'm wearing black pants and a black shirt with a stylized copper moon that is shaped like a heart and several copper bats are flitting out of it towards my right shoulder.

Goliad was unchanged as ever, but the weather was gorgeous. Crisp and cool and I think my favorite part of the weekend was sitting out on the battlement drinking hard cider and watching the sunset. Until I jumped down and dropped the bottle and it smashed to pieces. Luckily the cider was all gone. Whew!

Harvest moon was pumpkin orange this year and coincided with our trip.

I rented a car, a strange little gold Chevy HHR which is sort of like a PT Cruiser I guess. Zippy was the adjective that came to my mind as I, well, zipped along the country roads.

The people at the fortress had the gall to rearrange the furniture in our bedroom and the first thing Tom and I did after setting down our stuff was to totally rearrange it the way it has always been.

The new way made it easier to make the beds since they weren't pushed against the stone walls, but made the room small and cramped and really, what is the point of having an arched mullioned window if it can't let the moonlight beam down directly onto your sleeping face just like some gothic novel????

We were going to rearrange before we left, but we said fuck it and left it as is.

I poured some champagne on the grave of the woman who rests just outside the chapel. I hope she enjoyed it, it was from France, darling! ;)

Tonight we're watching the uncut version of "Wicker Man" with Austin and Kristen. One of my favorite lines in that movie is as follows:

Stupid Police Bastard: Those women out there are jumping over that bonfire NAKED!

Lord Summerisle: Well you wouldn't want their clothes to catch on fire would you?

Dirty minded Catholic asshole. The female form is a beautiful thing. Male form too now I think about it.

And this may sound like I'm bragging, but honestly, I think I look quite thin in my Halloween clothes tonight. I'm about ten pounds away from my ultimate goal I think. I cannot believe I haven't eaten pizza in eight months, but I'd rather have nice clothes than a pizza I think.

Okay, enough damn rambling.

Happy Halloween!