HOLY CRAP!

I jump when my toast pops up. I really do. I can't sleep after watching 3 or more CSI episodes.

...I really don't know what made me think I could sit through a horror movie.


A few nights ago we watched the original Amityville Horror. James Brolin, lots of plaid, slightly freaky, etc. So, when we decided to go to the new version last night I thought I'd be OK. I thought it couldn't be much worse than the original.

Holy crap, that was officially the scariest movie I have ever seen. I sat between Honeyman and Money (It went: AJ, Ellie, Danielle, Honeyman, myself, and Chris Money) and stayed clung to Honeyman's arm basically the entire second half, occasionally accidentally smacking Money. That was sooo freaky. I jumped about every two seconds! I also giggled through the entire thing (I giggle hard when I'm nervous; I giggle even harder when I'm scared) and screamed "Holy crap!" about seventeen times.

While driving home with Ellie I couldn't even look at the dude in the car next to us (though he was unashamedly staring)--I swear he had a skeleton face. Hahaha.


And I can't look at Ryan Reynolds anymore! ...Ok, so that's a lie. I can definitely still look at him. I just can't look at Ryan Reynolds now without thinking about those freaky bloodshot eyes.



Honeyman wants to go to a Haunted House this fall. I said I'd only go if I had a 6'3"+ 230+ lb guy with me, hahaha. I'm scared enough walking through MY house in the dark.