Fraidy cat is fraid.
Feb. 10th, 2009 05:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The problem with having an overactive imagination is that you never know when it's going to get away from you.
Last night I was just about ready to go to bed when I clicked on an article about alien abduction. This was a stupid move on my part, since being abducted by aliens has been my biggest irrational fear since I was six. (That was when I woke up in the middle of the night and thought I saw an alien standing over my grandmother's bed.) I was up alone at this point, one light on in the whole house, and by the time I closed my laptop I was afraid to go to sleep.
I was sitting by the window and my brain was on overdrive, making up all these ridiculous scenarios and telling me that there could TOTALLY be aliens right outside, standing on the lawn! And they could definitely be down the hall, you never know, so better not go there! And hey, maybe they're under the couch as well, just waiting to grab you by the ankles! And since they're aliens and all and aliens can totally turn invisible, maybe there are THOUSANDS OF THEM STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.
It took a while for me to stop thinking about that, because what's more terrifying than being potentially surrounded by invisible alien abductors?*
And then when I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth I thought what if there's one standing behind me? So of course I turned around and looked, and of course there wasn't anything there, but then I remembered that scene in The Grudge when that little girl was standing behind someone and just moved whenever they tried to look at her and the moral of the story is you're never too old to sleep with your bedside light on. :(((
I figured I'd have nightmares, and I did, but they were about my ex instead of aliens. Go figure.
In happier news, I spent most of this morning watching Queer As Folk my with little brother and sister (who were home "sick"). Little Brother likes Emmett the best.
* Well, probably a lot of things. IT WAS REALLY DARK OKAY.
Last night I was just about ready to go to bed when I clicked on an article about alien abduction. This was a stupid move on my part, since being abducted by aliens has been my biggest irrational fear since I was six. (That was when I woke up in the middle of the night and thought I saw an alien standing over my grandmother's bed.) I was up alone at this point, one light on in the whole house, and by the time I closed my laptop I was afraid to go to sleep.
I was sitting by the window and my brain was on overdrive, making up all these ridiculous scenarios and telling me that there could TOTALLY be aliens right outside, standing on the lawn! And they could definitely be down the hall, you never know, so better not go there! And hey, maybe they're under the couch as well, just waiting to grab you by the ankles! And since they're aliens and all and aliens can totally turn invisible, maybe there are THOUSANDS OF THEM STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.
It took a while for me to stop thinking about that, because what's more terrifying than being potentially surrounded by invisible alien abductors?*
And then when I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth I thought what if there's one standing behind me? So of course I turned around and looked, and of course there wasn't anything there, but then I remembered that scene in The Grudge when that little girl was standing behind someone and just moved whenever they tried to look at her and the moral of the story is you're never too old to sleep with your bedside light on. :(((
I figured I'd have nightmares, and I did, but they were about my ex instead of aliens. Go figure.
In happier news, I spent most of this morning watching Queer As Folk my with little brother and sister (who were home "sick"). Little Brother likes Emmett the best.
* Well, probably a lot of things. IT WAS REALLY DARK OKAY.
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on 2009-02-10 08:52 pm (UTC)*nods* This is very true. In fact, I did just that last night.
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on 2009-02-10 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
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on 2009-02-10 09:27 pm (UTC)(You'd be the cool kind of vampire. I'd make you a cape.)
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on 2009-02-10 09:53 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-02-10 10:44 pm (UTC)Love you, bean.
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on 2009-02-12 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-02-10 09:15 pm (UTC)Which is why I am not allowed to watch the History channel (when they're doing their "OMG WE'RE GONNA DIIIIIE" end-of-the-world programming), or think about zombies, plague, or my mom dying before I go to sleep. It mostly works.
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on 2009-02-10 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
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on 2009-02-10 10:44 pm (UTC)I was afraid of crocodiles, too- specifically the one from Peter Pan. I have no idea why, but I used to have nightmares about him swimming up my bedclothes and eating me. :(
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on 2009-02-10 11:31 pm (UTC)My biggest irrational fear are dinosaurs. THEY COULD TOTALLY COME BACK INTO EXISTENCE. DID NO ONE ELSE SEE JURASSIC PARK AND ALL OF THE SEQUELS? BECAUSE I DID. I DID.
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on 2009-02-12 04:02 am (UTC)... I was a weird kid.
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on 2009-02-11 12:01 am (UTC):(((
Can I call you and talk? Stuff needs to be said.
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on 2009-02-12 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
on 2009-02-11 12:31 am (UTC)i am a wuss! and things are gonna GET me!
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on 2009-02-12 04:03 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2009-02-11 02:17 am (UTC)I remember staying up "late" (until maybe 9:00) as a kid watching TV and then having to walk back to my room in the dark... only I usually watched the Discovery channel because I was really nerdy and for some reason it was ALWAYS about outer space. And then I'd be terrified of windows.
Some mornings (including this morning) I get paranoid that aliens will be in the bathroom when I get out of the shower. This happened in residence too. I don't have my glasses on, man! I'm BLIND and DEFENSELESS and NAKED.
I've sworn never to see War of the Worlds, and it's not just because of Tom Cruise. Caitlin's parents had this totally cheesy album of the musical or something... freaked me right out. I had to watch Signs for a class in first year and almost died. Oh God. Now I'm thinking about it...
Conclusion: you're deffffssss not alone on this one.
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on 2009-02-12 04:10 am (UTC)I was afraid of E.T. too, which I felt kind of guilty about because he was a friendly alien. But! The scene in the beginning when he's in the shed and you can't see him but you know he's making noise? IT STILL SCARES ME. So does the part when all the guys in space suits invade the house. Ughhhhh, Spielberg has ruined my life.
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on 2009-02-11 08:54 am (UTC)There's a really cool and persuasive theory suggesting that alien abductions are the modern-day equivalent of faerie abductions. Seems humanity is always beset with some form of little creeps with big eyes.
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on 2009-02-12 04:04 am (UTC)(And since I'm lazy I think it should be you.)