Pumpkin Stealers and D's B-Day

Soooo... Mr. Seasonal Disguise and I hung out yesterday afternoon. We I planned to make him watch an entire episode of Arthur, but we wound up watching Smoke Signals and stealing pumpkins. No worries, we only stole from the rich and gave to the poor, we were the Robin Hood's of the pumpkin world. He also introduced me to pretentious music, so I could hold my own against certain purveyors of pretentiousness. We ended up leaving a pumpkin on Fedya's car, which we found through some expertise stalking means. You see, it wasn't at his house, so we started from zero, and actually found his car. It was made a bit easier by a lovely flower hanging down from the rear view mirror. We left the pumpkin with a note that said, "I am watching you... not really... P.S. Im listening to Pavement,"

To my suprise, this morning their was a message on the phone saying, " Stalkers are hot, and by the way, Im listening to the Silver Jews." Mr. S.D. warned me that if Fedya knew of Silver Jews, he could possibly by a scene boy. *gasp*

Then my mum beckoned me to the front door, where a can of Schweppes Ginger Ale, and a note in Russian (but thoughtfully translated) had been placed. Nothing makes me laugh harder than that.

OI! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOSTOEVSKY!!! Yeaaaah. My mummy loves me so much that she bought me a bottle of nice Russian Vodka, after she had threatened to only buy me a small sample size of cheap swedish Vodka. Oh what a dear :D... Dostoevsky's birthday does call for the best however.

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