Haven't written any since not much has been going on... even less than 
usual.  I've been playing a game a lot- Final Fantasy X.  It's pretty 
fun.  I'm feeling good since it's October, and October is the best month
 of year!  Cooling weather, breezes, falling leaves, and best of all, 
Halloween!  That's the holiday for me.
Evil Dolly's Pointless Anecdote of the Day:  So I was just out walking 
and now I'm all sweaty.  I thought it would be cooler like the last 
couple nights, but it's all muggy.  bleah.  I always prefer to walk late
 at night/wee hours of the morning.  I can't stand being in the sun, so 
at night it's nice and dark, quiet and peaceful.  It's like ya have the 
whole neighborhood to yourself.  So anyway, I was walking along and 
under the light of a steetlamp, I saw a really big, fat stick insect 
crossing the road.  I like stick insects and don't see them often (I 
guess that's the idea) and this one was like 4 inches long with an 
inch-long male clinging to her back.  They were mating away and she was 
truckin along across the road.  When they got near the curb, I started 
looking for a leaf to urge them onto to get them well clear of the 
street.  A car drove by and I tried to look casual, squatting there on 
the side of the road with leaves in my hands.  Car pulled into the 
driveway, apparently the owner of the house I was outside of.  Turned 
out to be a white-haired lady, who called out, "Are you okay over 
there?"
I thought that was nice of her to ask, instead of running for
 the house, fumbling with her keys, trying to make distance between 
herself and the wild-haired freak hunkered down in the street late at 
night.  I told her that I was watching a stick insect cross the road.
"You're doing... what?" she asked, from a safe distance.
"A stick insect.  It was crossing the road."
"What was?"
"An insect.  A stick insect!"
"A... what?"
"A bug!  A big bug!"
"Oh."
  Sound flustered, she went inside.  I finally got the thing onto a leaf
 and put it under her bushes.  I hope they're happy.
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