what is going on here, world?

wow, i don't mean to be a bummer, but this is just today:

huh?

Uhh

Eckkk

what?

WHATTTTT?

crawling back into a rainbow colored bubble filled with unicorns, goodbyeeeee.

scary things.

I like scary things, unless they are going to kill me in my sleep. Things like.....




Mutant man-eating catfish that have developed a taste for human flesh because they eat corpses! Yes!


"The Human Bot Fly lays its eggs on a horsefly or a mosquito, something that will attempt to land on a human. This carrier finds a human and lands on him or her. The eggs rub off onto the human, whose body heat hatches the eggs. The larvae drop onto the skin and burrow right the fuck in. Where they live. Under your skin. Eating"


this photo, because I think Tyra may be the opposite of smiling with her eyes:


This story, aka worst nightmare.

Santa Claus.


And, finally, here's one scary thing that I actually dislike, and am pretty sure she'd kill me in my sleep. Scarier than bots, flesh-eating zombies, brain worms, and bloody clowns...Sally Kern. ug. Watch a video of this scary, scary woman here.


So, tell me. what scares you?

judi's ladder

first off, let me say, I'm not even going to go there. About the "debate" last night. zzzzzzz. lame.

anyway...

Last night I had the most FU****ED up dream. Have you seen the movie Jacob's Ladder? Even if you haven't (but IF YOU HAVEN'T YOU SHOULD. Best movie ever!) you'll get the idea.

I was on a gurney, at a clinic. My friend (well, not so sure about that in this dream) volunteered at this clinic, so she was there. I was apparently getting some sort of biopsy. And so, I was under a sheet, and getting ready for that. But then I was wheeled outside, where there were some people...who were...(okay, trying to be PC) either retarded or deformed somehow. (There is a scene like this in Jacob's Ladder). And I said, "well, they must love coming over here, so they can see up women's sheets." Picture legs up, sheet on knees.

Then I was wheeled back inside. And we passed a door. And on the door was a picture of someone who had committed suicide by a gun. Gruesome. Close up picture. I said, "I think you may want to take that picture down, it's pretty disturbing." My friend said she would ask someone to do that.

I'm back in the room, and there are some doctors around me. This time, they are saying I have a mass of fluid in my breast. I'm freaking out. But they are telling me it's no big deal.

Then, I remember that I'm supposed to be going to a Gwen Stefani concert. I call my other friend, who tells me that Jane Doe (fake name to protect confidentiality) is supposed to go with me. Now, this person, Jane Doe, in REAL LIFE, killed herself a few years ago. I mean, what?

I say "Jane Doe annoys me, I don't want to go with her." So I call my dad, to tell him that I'm giving him the Gwen Stefani tickets.

And that's all I can remember.

Uh, did I die in my sleep? Next time you see me, please tell me that I didn't.


So, here's the hospital scene from Jacob's Ladder. Watch it and cringe. My dream was alot like this, minus the body part.




I blame Palin.

the end.