ghosts and goblins

I love Halloween and I always have. I mean really, I love any excuse to get dressed up and be a total shit show without people judging you for it because they're not going to remember anything in the morning either. I love scary movies too, the creepier the better. But...I HATE HAUNTED HOUSES. Absolutely detest them. I don't know why it is exactly but I have a full on freak out "get me the fuck out of here I am going to die now" moments. There's just something about having these things jump out at me that makes me want to full on Jet-Li their asses. Of course, that's not the case and I always scream like a girl and that just antagonizes them to follow me more.

Through our advertisers at work, I ended up being given 4 free tickets to this local haunted house, called Phantasmagoria. It (and I didn't know this until I got there) was actually 4 different haunted houses in one place. Being cheap like I am, I didn't want the tickets to go to waste so a few friends and I went last night. (note: I've never been one to back down from a challange so really, the only reason I went through with it was because I didn't want to go through the endless teasing by my friends for being a wuss.) I did okay through the first 3, but when we got to the last one (the biggest, we saved for last) I was already ready to call it a night. I was sweating, my jaw hurt from cleanching my teeth, my palms hurt from keeping them so tightly balled up and I was honestly surprised that my heart wasn't out on the floor at this point & I could have dubbed for Miley Cyrus and boy, that wasn't cute. So I'm standing there, looking at this huge maze of terror just going "No, no, I can't do it." Eventually I did, and afterward, I was so wired and shaky that I felt like I licked a 9-volt. Not a good feeling I tell you. I'd rather be fucking tasered, because it probably wouldn't be as much emotional trauma.

My body still hates me today, probably all those burts of adrenaline running through my muscles. I'm currently running after Adreanna, my 2 year old cousin, for the next couple hours. Though I'm exhausted, I need to get this kid to take a nap. Luckily she likes me and probably will.