Mine's been weird.
First, Friday night I was walking home from work and I saw like ten dudes wearing wigs. My first response? "I've obviously missed the memo... when did wigs come back into fashion?" It wasn't until I saw Hulk Hogan walking with Jack Sparrow that I remembered, "Duh. It's Halloween. And were wigs ever in fashion?!?"
So I get home and my roommate's little sister (and ex-roommate) were at a party near my house. Instead of them driving back to their house drunk, they walked to mine and crashed on the couch. They begged me and my roommate to go to their Halloween party the following night (Saturday). We said we'd stop by.
Saturday rolls around and we smoke a little weed and go to this party... I felt weird. I hardly knew anyone there (she goes through friends like a hygienic person would underwear) and was way too high to be bothered with mingling. So me, my roommate, and other friend sat in a living room discussing how long it was polite to stay for before leaving. She notices we're there and her and her boyfriend and the four people I do know migrate to us. She pretty much ditched her whole party to hang with us, which made me feel a little better I suppose.
Drove home and went to bed. Woke up Sunday and my sister was trying to get me to go to another party, but I was just all Hallowed out. Woke up this morning, walked to work and saw a sweet Venom costume and a fat chick dressed as Batman... I'm ready for this holiday to be over.