Today I was supposed to dress up as Shaggy from the Scooby Gang, my GF was supposed to be Velma, and her sister and her BF Daphne and Fred. She abruptly broke up with me Monday night and it has been hard. I had purchased those not so great tasting Pillsborough scooby-doo cookies for us to cook(for the gag of course). Now they sit in my fridge unopened. It really hit me yesterday when I overheard her talking with a friend about how she was going to dress as the scooby gang with her sister and she had gotten a Velma costume and everything and was planning on watching the oh so terribly great live-action Scooby film. Those plans that a week ago I was very much a part of. For once in my life I hate that it's Halloween. So today I dressed nice, be as opposite of a Shaggy as I could be. I'm very fortunate to have good friends to talk to about these things but since Monday I haven't spoken to them much about how I'm feeling. It's just been hard to take it all in and keeps getting harder.