terrakotta

Constant over stimulation numbs me
and I wouldn't have it any other way.
It's not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it. I just need it. To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.
-Tool, Stinkfist

In celebration of my return to the real world of work and responsibility (and part-time sobriety) on Monday, I have compiled a short list of things that frighten me. (There IS a correlation there). Please add your own to the list, in case I visit and want to torture you.

Things That Are Scary

1. Any horror movie (cheesy or not) where people with sharp teeth bite other people (vampires not included). This has been a sore spot for me since I was a child; my family tells me when I was about five years old, I had a weirdly obsessive belief the McDonalds Hamburgler was going to bite me. I still wouldnt put any appendage within a foot of him if I were you.

2. Women who cant move their eyebrows because of Botox injections. Hmmm botulism purposefully inserted in your body. It speaks for itself.

3. Robert DeNiro. I never quite got over the cheek-tearing thing from Cape Fear (see #1)

4. Stephen Kings short story The Boogeyman from NightShift. It wasnt until after college that I could sleep with my closet door open just a crack. Even now, it makes me nervous, but I try to incorporate it into a sexual fantasy that I wont get into here.

5. Wilfred Brimley. Oatmeal, diabetic supplies its all part of a larger demonic plot to take over the world. He seems shady, although I cant quite put my finger on what it is. It must be the razor-sharp, pointy teeth hiding beneath his Old West mustache.