|'Fraidy Cats ASSEMBLE!
||[Jul. 17th, 2006|04:06 pm]
I am a worrisome man. Ideally, I'd like to say that I'm just a man with his share of fears, but I'd be lying. Let me count the ways: heights, darkness, haphazardly sprayed insect repellents, spiders, those camel crickets, hospitals, vomit, large bodies of water, boats, complex machinery, driving on the highway, being mugged, fungi, fungi on my food, expiration dates, any manner of "dead" anything, paper cuts.|
I'm sure most share my fears. I know I'm not alone in this.
I bring this up because I didn't sleep last night. I thought I heard someone at my front door at about 2:30am. I sat frozen in fear for a good hour before I started to calm down. Listening. I later realized, after it started getting light outside, that it was just me hearing things, but upon further inspection of my living room I could've sworn that someone moved my entertainment center a few inches closer to the couch. I didn't hear it, but it is considerably closer. The dust on the floor says so. For a fleeting moment a wave of horror washed over me as I considered that that person may still be in the apartment. Lucky for me I pulled together enough not to entertain the possibility. I put on my Ultraviolet DVD on as I got ready for work. Milla looks awesome in that film. Vampires in the future are hot.