The one where Hello Kitty Stops Traffic, and a Fighter Pilot Saves Me

Not Necessarily at the same time. Halloween The Recap Part 1

So... I went out for Halloween this year. I know what you're thinking Morgan, I never go out for Halloween, but never fear my streak of not dressing up continues on... I only ever want to be a fairy princess and I don't think fairy princesses should be slutty, so I am at a distinct Halloween disadvantage, since in about 5 years Halloween will be renamed Slutoween, judging by how the girls went out this year. Sidenote, if your boobs aren't fabulous... you have no business showing them. That is what the miracle of Victoria's Secret is, they give girls whose breasts are substandard, a real nice piece to showcase them in... and image is everything, ladies, everything.

Anyways. So I went to West Hollywood. Where the freaks all come out to play. It was like a bonanza of oddities. Which I could spend time writing about, but Meh... who cares about freaks... when the real drama was ALL in getting to the damned event.

So I get home from a 10-hour workday (in heels) and change into jeans and a t-shirt... and wait for my roommates boyfriend (YAY, they got back together after the Drunk Dial of the weekend before) and Wilson on our way to pick up Benn in Hollywood.
Yeah, none of my friends have any concept of time or something because 6:45 p.m. quickly became 7:15 p.m. by which time my roommate had tried on no less than 3 outfits... So we go to get Benn, and everything is fine. The roomies boyfriend had a joyous reunion with Benn, we think they like each other more than they like hanging out with us, and they ran around like kids looking at all the cool stuff in Benn's office. Boys.

Okay so off we go towards West Hollywood. Wilson behind the wheel. And I love Wilson, but if there is ever EVER to be driving in traffic again... I nominate the roomie to drive. Because the anxietyfest was just a little much to handle. First we were doing psychotic loopy-loops in the middle of roads. The non-christians in the car started praying, and the christians started cursing. It was all very backwards. Everytime we said left, Wilson went right. All leading us up to Hello Kitty's big moment. So we are sitting there, begging Wilson to turn, FOR THE LOVE, TURN!! on to a side street so we could I dunno, not be a dead standstill. And he utterly refused. It was likeing watching the short kid on the top of the high diving board... stuck. We are all begging him... well they are all begging him, I am about to kick him out of the car. When the roomie, climbs over her boyfriend, and goes out the door to stop traffic. (I followed her out of the car, mostly becuase it was hilarious and secondly, to call 911 if someone decided to run her over) The best part was some southern lady yelling... "I like that hello kitty, you go kitty"

GOLD LADIES AND GENTLEMAN GOLD

So we run through the streets to get back to Wilsons car...and we are on this narrow narrow road...yay you think right, easy sailing from there. NO.

Wilson decides to lose his dang mind... and is all "you want aggressive josh!! and starts speeding towards my immeinent death) litterally, we are inches away from parked cars, oh and, CARS COMING TOWARDS US.

Internal Monologue time, imminent death coming, Shanelle's brain:
"dude, if he f*&King kills us, I am going to be pissed, where was all this aggression, WHEN WE CLEARLY HAD THE RIGHT OF WAY TO TURN... crap, crap... I am going to die."

External Dialog: Josh, CALM DOWN... CALM DOWN, it's okay. For FLUCKS SAKE calm down

Finally, 45 minutes later we find parking and begin the long trek to freaksville.

STAY TUNED... Part 2 recaps are coming.