In the week leading up to Halloween I've broken two wine glasses (yes, the expensive ones), a bottle of perfume, a pasta bowl, and a dinner plate. Additionally, a black cat has crossed my path roughly 8012 times, mostly because she lives with me.
And don't bother to check in for the next few days -- I'm gonna be busy communing with the spirit world and/or worshipping Satan. It's what we Celts do on Samhain.
Didn't know I was into the pagan shit, did ya?