Last night I went to my very first haunted house. I spent the majority of the evening in line, spazzing out and trying to maneuver myself into the middle of my posse, because wouldn't that be the safest place to be with goblins trying to jump out and grab one's throat?

I'm pleased to announce that I made it safely through the haunted house AND the haunted hay ride. I jumped nearly out of my shoes and squealed like a little girl and laughed so hard I almost cried and holy crap did I ever have fun getting scared. I didn't expect it at all, but now I want to get scared all the time! Only it has to be the good, harmless scared. No dead people and no serial child rapists.

I hope everyone had a safe and happy Halloween and that you all also got your pants scared off and stayed out PAST ELEVEN O'CLOCK like the rest of us badasses.