One more thing (appropos of nothing)
Zip and I watched "The Ring" last night. One of the spookiest movies I've ever seen.
For those who haven't seen it - the short version of it is that there is a videotape going around. After people watch it, they get a phone call saying they have seven days to live. Lots of creepy things ensue after that. But my point (and I do have one!) is that after we finished watching this intensely scary movie, our phone rang, making me jump half out of my skin. It turns out that Zip had used his cell phone to call our home phone - to accomplish just that - having me jump half out of my skin.
A normal person would have laughed and/or playfully hit him - but instead, I burst into tears - and was unable to sleep the rest of the night - even after watching the special features on the "Chicago" DVD.
It really gets me - when I was younger I used to enjoy watching horror movies - I would feel creeped out, but nothing major. But somehow, over the years, my stress levels have risen to the point that these types of things just get me all keyed up and upset. It takes me hours - sometimes days to get over it. I wish I could find a way to just react normally to things.
I have recently found out my adrenals are weak, and I'm sure that has a lot to do with it, but still, I find myself wishing that I could be more normal.
Well, at least Zip loves me for being my charming, neurotic, unstable self.
For those who haven't seen it - the short version of it is that there is a videotape going around. After people watch it, they get a phone call saying they have seven days to live. Lots of creepy things ensue after that. But my point (and I do have one!) is that after we finished watching this intensely scary movie, our phone rang, making me jump half out of my skin. It turns out that Zip had used his cell phone to call our home phone - to accomplish just that - having me jump half out of my skin.
A normal person would have laughed and/or playfully hit him - but instead, I burst into tears - and was unable to sleep the rest of the night - even after watching the special features on the "Chicago" DVD.
It really gets me - when I was younger I used to enjoy watching horror movies - I would feel creeped out, but nothing major. But somehow, over the years, my stress levels have risen to the point that these types of things just get me all keyed up and upset. It takes me hours - sometimes days to get over it. I wish I could find a way to just react normally to things.
I have recently found out my adrenals are weak, and I'm sure that has a lot to do with it, but still, I find myself wishing that I could be more normal.
Well, at least Zip loves me for being my charming, neurotic, unstable self.