Fraidy cat is fraid.

[ishyface]

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.

Comments

[jenni-the-odd.livejournal.com]

OH GOD I DO THE SAME THING.

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.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Zombies don't scare me that much, maybe because I never watched zombie movies as a kid. But my dad was really into UFOlogy, so I was spoon-fed all this information about different types of aliens and different types of abductions and the kinds of experiments they perform on humans and it's all stuck in my mind. The things you're afraid of when you're a kid tend to stay with you, I think. (Which is why I'm still afraid of Cookie Monster.)