So I haven't posted since before Halloween -- here's hoping y'all had a happy one. Nothing much to report on my end, but my Halloween "costume" is pictured behind the cut. It's not so much a costume as me not cutting my hair or shaving and simply popping on a hat that came with a bottle of coconut rum, but yeah.

If all bottles of rum came with hats, rum would be my new drink of choice! As it is, I've been drinking tequila lately -- namely because in the aftermath of Halloween I picked up some discounted "skin and bones" (or some similar-sounding themed title; it is so named because it is a diet mixer) margarita mix. But while I use the term "drinking" loosely because I tend to have maybe one or two drinks a week -- if that! -- I have been overdosing on sugary sweetness since the night of October 31. I finished off the last of my candy stash today, though, and quite frankly I'm glad to be rid of it. I got sick of those caramel Reese's peanut butter cups roughly two days after I bought them -- caramel and chocolate and sweetened peanut butter is pretty much overkill. Remind me never to get those things again. 😛

I have more to write, but I think I'll go ahead and include it in another post for no significant reason at all. This is the 777th blog entry (at least according to the internal count), btw. 🙂

Our bowwow buddy has returned! And in other news, Wesoteric has been upgraded to WordPress 2.3. Yep.

I haven't written about this on the blog before, but those of you whom I've told in outside conversations already know how ridiculous this is going to sound. Here goes: for the past several months, my mother has been stalked by an acquaintance from her church. "Stalking" is not a term that I use lightly -- as you likely well know -- but I have no other term for an individual who sends creepy cards, phones incessantly (he literally called forty -- yes, 40 -- times on one particular day), stares at his target constantly during church sessions and follows her around afterwards despite being told to stop, and frequently drives past the home of another person who lives in a different town in a residential neighborhood on a freaking cul-de-sac for the sole purpose of peering into the garage and leaving pamphlets and church programs on the porch. (more...)

I am off to court now. Hopefully everything will be okay and I will return to elaborate on the details, but if something crazy happens and I do not return... it was nice knowing y'all.

And that is how I lost track of three and a half hours.