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April 29, 2003 - 2:43 p.m. I should not have watched The Ring. I should not have watched The Ring. I should not have watch...zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. See? I keep falling asleep in the middle of the day becuase after dark I sit in my room with the light on and stare at the wall. Or watch lots of TV. The night I saw the movie, I slept like a baby. The next night, I got two hours of sleep. I was so unable to sleep that I actually got up and designed Bachelorette Party invitations for my friend. The movie wasn't even scary. I am just that sad. I just fixated on this one scene at the end, and I don't want to ruin it for you, but I am seriously afraid to turn off my television at night. I'm doing this new thing where every time I start to picture something freaky from the movie, I replace the creepy thing with my boy's cat. Things are infinitely less frightening when they're small, furry and have a cute white stripe down their nose. Saw them taping Sex & the City this afternoon. That was wicked cool. And away she goes..... |
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