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I stole this from Carly, and she beat me, but I still think I rock. :)

Movie reviews!

Hey guys, just thought I'd start doing some movie reviews because as you can tell, I really like movies. Today I saw THREE different movies, so every time I watch a movie, if I think about it lol, I'll review it. So today we have The Number 23, Fools Gold, and Joshua. I'm going to rate them on a scale of 1-5... skeins of yarn? Wow that's crappy. It's all I can think of knitting related though so here we go. 1 means I hated it and would never watch it again, 5 means I LOVED it and will definitely want it for my collection.

The Number 23: That was a weird movie. I mean, I liked it, it was very intriguing, but it was weird. I was afraid that I'd start seeing the number 23 everywhere but I didn't really, although Jim Carrey plays an excellent psycho. I didn't like the way it ended but at least it was realistic, not some cheesy ending. I really liked it. Would I watch it again? Hmm.. this is an important question for me, as I value rewatching movies over and over... I think I would, but not just for the sake of rewatching it, I'd need someone to watch it with me or something. I give it 3 skeins of yarn. :)

Joshua: Ok, this movie is not a good knitting movie. They hardly ever talk, and when they do you want to see what's going on anyway. I think it could have been better directed, or written maybe, because there were important things about Joshua's character, his genius, that they don't really show, and I think it's important for the viewers to know what's going on in his head as much as possible. He was so innocent looking, but he's really just evil. I also give it 3 skeins of yarn, if only because it was a horrible knitting movie.

Fools Gold: I LOVE this movie. First of all, if you're a human being you know that Matthew McConaughey is the hottest man there is... especially all tanned and toned... lol anyway, I'm off topic. It was such a good movie, although the part about what there treasure is and what happened to it is a little confusing. There's this whole thing about.... nah, I'll ruin it for you. ;) My favorite part of the movie (not a spoiler, this was previewed) Is when they're in the airplane, because she's like "how do you know how to do this?" and he's like "Playstation" and she's like "Oh, god... we're going to die..." And then a minute later she's like "I can't believe we're flying!" and he's like "yep!" and she said "How are we going to land?" and he said "Yep!" lol it's sooo funny! I give it a 5 out of 5 because I'd definitely watch it again and it was great for knitting. Ok, I didn't knit while watching it but I have a headache lol! :)

Night Terrors

Hey guys this is a story I was working on, just thought I'd post it here so I can maybe get some input! Feel free to let me know what you think, ok? It's a VERY rough draft and omg is that all I have typed out??? Ok, well... it's SHORT, so it should only take a minute. I have the whole story mapped out practically, can't believe that's all that's typed... oh well. Enjoy. :)

The first thing I was aware of was the burning in my lungs as they screamed desperately for air. My eyes flew open and I realized I was underwater, way under. The waves were crashing above me, sounding louder than thunder. I could barely see the sun, shining brightly above the surface. The rocks below me were pressing into my back and the backs of my legs, and I could feel then cutting my skin. I had time to realize that there was something big on top of me, something heavy, smashing me against the rocks, before my lungs began screaming again, burning for air. Finally, the last of my air left my lungs, and I couldn’t stop them from reflexively expanding. The ocean poured into my mouth and lungs, and I knew no more.

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I sat up in bed, gasping for air, and barely stopping myself screaming. I pushed my hair shakily out of my eyes, and realized I had been sweating, like I always did during a night terror. I grabbed the towel next to the bed and wiped my face off, and then pulled off my protective gloves. I reached for the notebook and pen next to the bed and scribbled down the dream, every detail, just like Dr. Cassidy told me to. I jotted down the time, 7:08 am, and then climbed out of bed to grab my video camera. Hitting rewind, I watched myself in reverse, and then stopped when I saw myself lying down. I jotted that time down and shook my head. 7:00 am, on the dot, just like always.

Dr. Cassidy called them nightmares, not night terrors, but I knew the truth. I even showed him the video tapes. After seeing them, he ordered a ton of tests, including an EEG, and a sleep study, where they watched me have my night terror. They all agree, even the other doctors I consulted. They’re nightmares, just nightmares they say. A night terror is something that happens mostly to young children. They’re characterized by frequent recurrent episodes of intense crying and fear during sleep, with difficulty arousing the patient. This usually happens before you enter REM sleep, what I call “deep sleep,” during non-REM, which is usually in the first 4 hours of sleep. My night terrors happened everyday at 7 am. I tried something my doctor recommended, and set my alarm for 6:30. I have, in fact, set my alarm for 6:30 am for the past two months. I will either wake up at 6:30, which is the goal, or I will turn the alarm off in my sleep and wake from the night terror. They normally occur two or three times a week, never the same days.

If those things weren’t enough for me, Dr. Cassidy said, I should consider the fact that I always remembered my dreams. Most people experiencing night terrors never remembered their dreams. I thought Dr. Cassidy was full of shit, at least on the subject of my “nightmares,” but he was a good doctor, and I wasn’t about to give that up. Plus, he was cheap, which was something. Also, he was the only psychologist I’d ever had that didn’t think all of my problems came from my childhood, or that didn’t creep me out so much that I couldn’t look at them.

Yeah... there's a lot left unsaid and that's a horrible way to end what I have but, let me know. :)