surprises in the moonlit night

This is Halloween?
I guess it's official: I'm depressed. All Hallow's Eve has snuck up on me and whispered "boo" in my good left ear. But I gave back hardly a shiver. More like a shrug.
It's not like me.
Those in the know will tell you: I usually go slightly nuts when October hits. We're talking bats, skeletons and spider webs — even more than normal — haunting every corner of the house.
But not this year. I've let my favorite holiday almost pass with hardly a fuss. The festivities commence tonight, but neither the BF nor I have costumes. Nor do we even have any good costume ideas, which is just embarrassing.
Blame it on my S.A.D. Or maybe on my J-O-B. Either way, this is shaping up to be the most lackluster Halloweekend I've had in years.
Cue the turkey. I'm tempted to leave the pumpkins be.

But speaking of Halloween, check out this story. How creepy.