Well, here I am posting again. I know, I know. In good writing you're not supposed to announce things like, "I'm going to write about..." or "In my opinion." However, my last post was back in June, so I didn't feel I could just waltz in and start another post like I had been doing it all this time. Probably more stuff has happened in the last five months than the previous four years, but that'll have to wait for another day (he said with a winsome smile and gleam in his eye).

Last night, I had to "work" until nine. I put it in quotation marks because I didn't really work; I just had to be here in case anyone needed help (and no one did). Anyway, I decided to watch RINGU, the Japanese movie which inspired The Ring. I have one thing to say: "THAT GIRL IS CREEPY!!!!!!" When I was a kid, I thought things I saw on TV would really happen. If those kids could shrink, I could shrink, too! If Gargamel could curse the smurfs, he could curse me too! Anyway, I thought I had gotten over all that, but last night, I had a really hard time sleeping, and this morning I was all alone in my parents house.... Let's just say I had the radio on a Christian station and didn't stay in the shower as long as I normally do.

Why would a 25 year old be scared of a movie? There's a part of me that thinks because I'm afraid of demons or a ghost that God might send them to test me. I know this "magical thinking," but I wonder how many people think this way. "I like this car too much, so God's going to test me by wrecking it" or "I like this person too much, God's going to take him/her away."

I'm not going to draw any conclusions from this. Just an observation.