fright night

Last weekend I saw the movie Constantine. I'm pretty sure I've seen it before, it was called The Devil's Advocate or was it The Prophecy? At any rate, this movie was a total supermodel movie...visually pleasing but mostly it was best when everybody just stood around looking moody and brooding because the talkie portion, not the highlight of the film. Anyway, back to the topic at hand, that night I made Katie sleep over because I am a wuss-baby with a hyperactive imagination, and anything even resembling a scary movie or even a psychological thriller makes me stay up late at night watching shadows in the corners and avoiding looking into anything that produces a reflection. So this is definitely a downside to living alone because though I creep myself out way too much, I LOVE to watch scary movies. I've bought two or three scary movies, most of them Asian originals to Hollywood copycats, and I've yet to watch them. Well I guess I can always just sleep with the lights on, but I don't think Iniki will like that very much.