This weekend I stare fear in the face (for 1.5 seconds, scream and squeeze my eyes back shut.)
This weekend I will be seeing Paranormal Activity 4 and attending a stinkin' haunted house with the fella, my cousin (who's visiting from out of town) and some friends.
I have a feeling falling asleep isn't going to be something I enjoy after Saturday night. I don't know how he talks me into seeing this ish with him. I guess I just feel bad because he always watches my flicks (even though I always pick great films!)
Wish me strength! Wish me luck! Wish me protection from zombies popping out of dark corners!