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The Scariest Movie I Never Saw
May. 2nd, 2005 11:23 amI have been at work since 7 am this morning. If you know me - then you know that this is very strange. Normally I struggle to get here by 9am and my start time is 8:30. We have discussed moving my start-time to 9am, but then I worry that I'll be late for work. Right now we act like I should be here by 8:30 and accept the 9. It's a thing.
What makes this even more shocking is that today is my late day and I didn't have to come in until 10:30am.
Why do this to myself? Apparently, I am having a series of nightmares that are getting progressively disturbing about a movie I haven't even seen. This isn't the first time this has happened to me: "An American Werewolf in London" caused my parents to have to move my bed away from the window and Daddy had to have a silver bullet made and he had to show it to me (although that was because of *another* werewolf movie and Dawn's inability to separate sources). My AWiL sources were not at all accurate and were called "Dawn" -- but all she did was tell me what she thought happened in the movie and then my imagination supplied the rest. I was terrified of being attacked in my bed by a werewolf and torn limb from limb. The process of being torn apart had been described in graphic detail by Dawn - who hadn't seen the movie, but overheard parts of it and just extrapolated from there.
I realize now it is kind of strange that my father had ammunition made special, just so I could sleep. At the time it just seemed like the obvious and right thing to do. Sure, Mom could tell me all the time that werewolves didn't really exist, but how did she know? Dad never took that tactic. He just prepared for the possibility. Actually, knowing my father? He probably would have had the silver bullet made anyway - just in case.
So, this morning when I woke up on my couch (fell asleep watching Adult Swim) drenched in sweat and terrified that Frodo will kill us all, and noone will believe me - I got up and showered and tried to chil and watch "Atlantis" but my house was scary and dark and I just didn't want to be there.
So I came to work. And now you know why I am here and exhausted (but really really efficient today. I got more accomplished from 7am-11am today than I did all last week).
Fascinating stuff really.
::wonders if her father still has silver bullet and if he will let her borrow it::
What makes this even more shocking is that today is my late day and I didn't have to come in until 10:30am.
Why do this to myself? Apparently, I am having a series of nightmares that are getting progressively disturbing about a movie I haven't even seen. This isn't the first time this has happened to me: "An American Werewolf in London" caused my parents to have to move my bed away from the window and Daddy had to have a silver bullet made and he had to show it to me (although that was because of *another* werewolf movie and Dawn's inability to separate sources). My AWiL sources were not at all accurate and were called "Dawn" -- but all she did was tell me what she thought happened in the movie and then my imagination supplied the rest. I was terrified of being attacked in my bed by a werewolf and torn limb from limb. The process of being torn apart had been described in graphic detail by Dawn - who hadn't seen the movie, but overheard parts of it and just extrapolated from there.
I realize now it is kind of strange that my father had ammunition made special, just so I could sleep. At the time it just seemed like the obvious and right thing to do. Sure, Mom could tell me all the time that werewolves didn't really exist, but how did she know? Dad never took that tactic. He just prepared for the possibility. Actually, knowing my father? He probably would have had the silver bullet made anyway - just in case.
So, this morning when I woke up on my couch (fell asleep watching Adult Swim) drenched in sweat and terrified that Frodo will kill us all, and noone will believe me - I got up and showered and tried to chil and watch "Atlantis" but my house was scary and dark and I just didn't want to be there.
So I came to work. And now you know why I am here and exhausted (but really really efficient today. I got more accomplished from 7am-11am today than I did all last week).
Fascinating stuff really.
::wonders if her father still has silver bullet and if he will let her borrow it::
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