It's not a cry you can hear at night, it's not somebody who's seen the light...

Couldn't sleep so I watched Fright Night, the new re-make with David Tennant and Anton Yelchin. And it was...like, the BEST movie I have seen in a long time. Granted it's a movie about vampires, so it's not a masterpiece like The King's Speech, but it was fantastic. And David Tennant was so UNF in it. And I could fangirl for a very long time. Instead I'll shut up. ...shortly.

But seriously, if you like vampire flicks or David Tennant or Anton Yelchin, watch it. It's awesome. Also David Tennant talks about his chaffed crotch in it. Hehhehehehheheehehe chaffed! Ahem. Leather yum.

I need icons stat! Have Bruce Campbell instead. He has nothing to do with the movie but his chin is large because he couldn't contain all his awesome in his face otherwise.

Real Halloween today. Slept until 5 pm from exhaustion. But then I ordered pizza (online Hell special!) and suddenly a bunch of trick-or-treaters showed up. People don't usually celebrate Halloween here so I had no supplies! Had to give them Mint Slice biscuits. So now I am cookieless ;) But it was great, save for the fact that I was dressed in sleepy clothes. And then the landlord came around to giggle about the kids in costume so he saw me basically undressed. And then the pizza arrived.

It was chaos I was ill-dressed for. But it was still awesome.

So now I am watching the original Nightmare on Elm Street (which I still keep calling Friday the 13th for some reason) and eating my salad. Halloween eve spent with my girls and Halloween spent with Simon while watching horror films. Pretty awesome.

Also it's not often I find an original creepier than a re-make since they usually re-make horror films to amp up the violence and yikes-factor. But the original Nightmare on Elm Street is so much more creepy than the re-make even if I like them both.

It is almost time, once again, for the girls of the LFoD to gather together and share a night of terrifying movies and lots and lots of sugar. This is how we celebrate Halloween in NZ. Emphasis on WE since most people don't.

So today I pulled myself out of bed (at like 4 PM shhh) and went into Riccarton to fetch supplies. It's also my oldest original character's 23rd birthday today. She was 16 when I made her. I thought the situation called for cheesecake. Bailey's cheesecake. Cause, like...she's Irish. Anyway, then I went and purchased two bags of junk food that is necessary for Halloween.

I decided to catch a different bus home today simply because it got there before the normal Orbiter bus I get. We have a new central bus station and I haven't been in there yet. It's this temporary thing in the middle of town and seeing it made me burst with love for this city. It's trying so hard.

We turned out of the bus station and onto a street. We were tooling along and everyone went silent. I looked around at the gaping, empty spaces where buildings used to be and I had no idea where I was. I didn't recognise the street so I just figured it was one of the side-streets in town. And then I noticed the Dick Smith Ness used to work at and realised I was on Columbo Street. For non-locals, that's one of the main streets through town. And it's just...gone. When I realised where I was, I felt like I might vomit. This is real. It really happened. It's not going away. And it's happening other places and it's so much worse and blahblahblah yuck.

So I had burgers and Simpsons and then I ate cheesecake. Tomorrow there will be tea and then pumpkin soup and horror movies. Clinging to the nice things is better than vomiting in horror because the world seriously, absolutely sucks.

Happy birthday, Deirdre. No character has ever made me laugh and scream and cry and want to strangle and hug a fictional person at the same time as much as you have. Thank you for being part of my brain. You make it just that little bit nicer.

So last night I had a slasher dream. Considering how much I love slasher movies, one might think I embraced the chance to have a new one all up in my head that I didn't even need to pay admission for. Not necessarily so. I would like to take this opportunity to tell you how much arse I kicked by thinking on my feet.

It started off that I was crawling through a tunnel (lol no) while exploring NYC with Eva Amurri (Susan Sarandon's daughter. Why? Don't ask me) and the killer got into the other end of the tunnel and crawled towards us so we had to crawl super fast to get away. Most of the rest of the dream took place in an office building we were partying in because why not party after being chased by a masked killer, amirite? And then he tracked us down OH NOES. It was basically me trying to avoid the cliche masked baddie by doing awesome things and then watching lots of people die because I wasn't awesome enough to save everyone, alas. But I actually scoured the building we were all trapped in (it was a Halloween party and we were all in costumes) for things to help me survive like a video game heroine, bitches. I found a knife and a gun and apparently a holster to carry them in (yeah, I don't know...) and like ninja throwing stars I totally used, and well.

Then I was in the elevator with some other scared people and the thing stalled. The door opened between floors and the killer was on the bottom floor with a chainsaw he somehow scrounged up in this office building we were partying in. He jammed the thing into the opening and chainsawed away while the others screamed. I risked my flesh to jam the stop button so it wouldn't inch down any further towards the waiting killer and then I got us all out the top of the elevator and up to the floor above. Why the killer didn't just run up the stairs and head us off, I don't know. But hush, I'm being a heroine here.

Then we were on the first floor (NOT the ground floor, Yanks. One floor above ground) and I found a window near a tree. I tried it and it was unlocked so I ushered the people I was with out the window and then shimmied down the tree myself so I could call the cops on ze killer. They arrived and then I realised it MUST be a TRAP because the window wouldn't be left open on accident. I don't even know how this killer was going to somehow take out like dozens of police officers but if Michael Meyers taught us anything in Halloween 2, it's that no matter how many people he was up against, he still just slashed right through them and kept on going. So I made the police go into the party, via the window, dressed in Halloween costumes and roughed up a little bit so they would look like partygoers and take the killer by surprise. Again, not sure how that was supposed to work, but HUSH BECAUSE I SAVED THE DAY.

They police took him out and then all the survivors who had been at the party signed up for the police force except me. I became an informant. And the moral of the story (besides how awesome I totally am) is that all you need to do to join the police force is be totally ineffective against a masked killer and yet be lucky enough to survive anyway.

In reality I am much less ninja-throwing-star wielding and more annoyed that my arse hurts. Because of my exercise bike, people. Sheesh.

Watching all the old Halloween movies in a row (in between sleeping) is a weird experience. It seems Donald Pleasance as Dr Loomis only exists to not be believed. He shows up in a place to be all "MICHAEL MEYERS IS HERE! IT IS EVIL! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!" and people are all 'whatevs, old man, you don't know even though you have spent more time with him than any human being ever and you are a doctor for a reason and throughout the series you get burned and face him all the time and stuff. But hush your face because you don't know ANYTHING'. So then he gets to do his amazing over-acting. "WHHYYYYYYYYYYYYY EVVVIILLLLLL EYYESSSSS! MICHAEELLLL! GO HOME, MICHAEL!" Not that I don't love him because I do, but man.

Also I have never seen the 6th one before. LOL whut? Why does everyone say Sam Hain instead of pronouncing it properly? Also that movie is a load of bullshit. Now I want to watch Rob Zombie's one again :D WHEEE HALLOWEEEEN

I am already all tired again and I have only been away for a few hours. Ffff.

I GOT OUT OF BED TODAY! And it is 7 in the morning, so I got out of bed in a timely fashion. I hadn't slept the night before and then saw Leah to the airport and did some shopping. So yesterday I made lunch and ate it in bed before falling asleep until 6 pm. Then I watched Final Destination and Grey's Anatomy until about eleven. Ate more, and slept until 6 am. Now I am on the couch. but yesterday feels like it didn't exist!

Tonight I am making ziti. I only wish they sold Italian sausage here. It's not as good with ground beef, but alas!

In the DVD release of Final Destination I am guessing they couldn't get the rights for Leaving on a Jet Plane because it plays 'fire in the sky' instead. It had to be John Denver, since the woman puts a record on with 'JOHN DENVER LOOK, IT'S JOHNNY DENVER RECORD' on it. But it was so weird to see it without that song since I associate the two so strongly. I also learned a few other things by watching the movie again that seem to only be true in the world of this movie.

1) Black people only exist to deliver creepy, over-dramatic monologues about death.
2) Apparently just by hearing said monologue, you can jump to the completely random conclusion that Death is still coming for you and you have to figure out Death's design.
3) Girls can't drink beer, they have to drink girly drinks like wine.
4) No one can act, not even Ali Larter's wig.
5) Kerr Smith is a peepantshead.
6) Just never ever go to France, okay? France = Death.

Today I have to finish my work thing, reply to Lewi's email, vacuum, do the dishes, shop for ziti supplies, get the cats' monthly flea treatment stuff (since I will never ever slack on that again, ffs) and maybe start on my essay. I already mostly caught up at FS. I AM SO PRODUCTIVE, LOOK AT ME! Maybe I should start on that Tim Minchin mood theme too ;)

My mouth is finally getting back to normal, which means it isn't drying out at every opportunity so I have to stay up all night with a water bottle in my face, dripping it on my tongue. And that isn't an exaggeration, I actually did that. Dry mouth is like...one of the worst things I have ever experienced, physically. It was worse than asthma because it made my tongue all huge and I couldn't talk right and that freaked me out so I had anxiety attacks and couldn't breathe anyway. And my mouth hurt because it dried out if I didn't drink water constantly. And I was always aware of it. It's still the tiniest bit dry, but nothing like it has been, and my tongue feels like it fits in my face now.

YOU ALL NEEDED TO KNOW THESE MINUTE DETAILS ABOUT ANXIETY MEDICATION SIDE EFFECTS. Okay, you probably didn't, but now you do anyway ;) And really, if that is the worst side effect they give me, I can deal. But I am saying that now because it seems to be over! It seems like such a minor thing, but oh dear GOD it was a week and a half of quite an ordeal.

Now there is chicken ceasar salad (oh god, I just ate so much of it which is so good) and Silent Hill, which is so atmospheric and the music is pretty and there are monsters and I have random threads to start in FS and the kitten is sleeping beside me. I feel happy and warm and loved and lucky. And calm. I feel calm.

Thank everything for that.

Now I just have to start eating more again. I still have no appetite, which bothers me. My clothes are all way too big. Like...it is impressive how much weight I lost in two weeks (yes, I am not pleased about this). So tomorrow I am going to eat three meals. I know, right? I CAN DO THIS!

For most of today I was reading over one of my characters I am bringing from Darker London over to Strays. He is a philosophy student, and my outlet for philosophical nerding. Therefore, that is where I put all my jokes I think are hilarious but everyone else kind of looks at me funny. Yeah. I was reading old entries and threads with him and laughing about how awesome I am ;) Postmodernism jokes FTW.

Quinn chuckled. "You sound half toasted already, might as well surrender to the fumes, eh?! Oh my god, Eamon, I just realised what to go as to the philosophy department's Halloween party!"

"A fume?" Eamon asked, his eyebrows raised.

"No!" Quinn stuck his tongue out as his brother. "I'm going to go as postmodernism! I'll wear, 'this is a Halloween costume' on a sign around my neck and...oh god, no. It's too easy."

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL stfu, that is HILARIOUS.

Then I just spent two hours looking up icons and pictures from Asian horror films in order to app Oiwa-san tomorrow at FS. Now I think the worst idea would be to watch The Ring or The Grudge before bed.

So guess what I am doing?

God, I love horror movies. They own my soul.

(And today was a much better day :))

Quick public service announcement: I will defend the people I care about if they are insulted or threatened in front of me. That's what I do. It comes from witnessing violence in my home growing up. I don't deal well with verbal abuse because of this, and I will point it out. That is all.

Anyway, I finished the fifth season of Dexter in like three days. I consume that show like very few other shows. I never want to stop watching it. I would watch it...pretty much constantly, if that were possible. I don't know what it is about it. But the fifth season, without being spoilery, was my favourite, I think. I loved the relationships that developed and the way they panned out. I loved it all. I am so bummed there isn't any more yet. It's just done so well.

And I think my fascination with it might make me kind of sick, but WHATEVER, IT'S AWESOME! And fictional.

...and I don't write deeply disturbing fiction sometimes. No. I'm just fine. *fidgets* ;)

MMmm Scream 3 and tacos! I woke up early this morning to take Woot to the airport and so apparently this afternoon I decided I needed a four hour nap. I didn't even mean to fall asleep! Darnit!

Ariadne never goes after your food. It was so nice having a kitten who didn't crawl into your lap when you were eating. Helios is a different story, the little scrapper... But he's too cute to mind.

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