americanidiot

I got to see Amnityville Horror the other day. It was okay, but you could tell what was coming next. There were some creepy effects, and because I an extremely overactive imagination, I couldn't get to sleep for fear of a little girl with a bullet through her head would walk through my door.

I also kept me thinking about all the times my house tried to kill me...but I'm tried and don't feel like telling those stories now. Perhaps tomorrow...