A few weeks ago I was in the Caribbean, and the met the most amazing girl. It's crazy to think how much I care about her in such a short amount of time. There isn't person I'd rather be with. After a hundred plus hours of talking on the phone and Skyping, we decided to meet up. I'm flying over to visit her for the Halloween weekend. We spent hours talking about all the costume possibilities there were for couples. We came up with King Leonidas and his queen, Batman and risqué Robin, Han Solo and slave Leia, and a ton others. The final decision was Han Solo and slave Leia, which I cannot wait for. She's going to look great!
I continued to look around and have been doing some research on creating a Spartan (Halo 3) MIV costume. I have the 3D designs and I cannot wait to start making the helmet. When I showed my girl a picture of a female Spartan costume, she immediately decided it would be awesome to make one. So I guess the goal for next year's Halloween will be Halo themed. Hope the costume goes well. I can't wait to start!!!
By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.