I am a big chicken. I'm just going to throw that out there before I get started with this post.
On Sunday, Christina, Mikey and I went to see Sin City and ended up staying for The Amityville Horror. I like scary movies. I used to watch them all the time with Lindsey. Scream was scary, it was fun to watch. My favorite is probably Halloween. The Exorcist was LAME. Yes. I said it. I was not scared of Linda Blair's projectile vomit and inappropriate comments about the Priest's mother. But I am digressing.
So, Amityville Horror. We had to leave at the end to get back to Oxford in time for a meeting, so we missed about the last three minutes. Luckily, Cassie went to see it last night so she told me the ending. And then we were talking about it, and how it was based on a "true" story. Well I was unsure about what could be so true about a guy thinking his family were turning into demons and a house that wakes you up at 3:15 in the morning because, supposedly, that is the time that all the bad stuff happened to the family that lived there before. I mean, really. So I looked it up online. Turns out, it's pretty likely that all the drama surrounding the story is a big hoax. Whatever. Not really likely that your 7-year-old daughter is going to make friends with a girl she found in her closet. Especially if that girl has a big bullet hole in her forehead. And I continue to digress.
So, I go to bed last night and it is about 85 degrees in my room. No joke. And I wake up later, drenched in sweat, and I look over at my clock...and it is 3:15. 3:15. You have got to be kidding me, I think. And I try to go back to sleep, I really do, but it was so hot and miserable and ABSOLUTELY CREEPY that I happened to wake up at the time that we had just been talking about, a time from a movie with the word HORROR in it--How can you really expect me to just drift off to sleep after that?
At least I know I'm not posessed. I mean, I'm not cold all the time, and I don't have a basement to go sit in. I haven't mistaken anyone for a demon recently or EVER so I think we're in good shape. I just really hope I sleep all the way through the night, or I might have to stop sleeping altogether to keep myself from having to worry about it.