thunder of holidays

happy fucking holiday. i know it's only hallow-fucking-ween, but it's the perfect warm-up holiday to the relentless holiday season. people get together, dress up funny, celebrate the good things with the people they love -- the people who love them back. i suppose you need more excuses to compound body heat when the weather starts getting bitter.

or not.

in any case, i need to call con ed and keyspan to shut off the heat and gas in my place. because why would i need heat or light?