Icky thoughts.

While I was waiting for my friends to come over on Saturday night, I flipped on the TV to entertain myself. I saw that the movie "House of Wax" had just started on one channel. I've always wanted to watch the Paris Hilton's death scene in that movie because I had heard that it was pretty hilarious, plus Chad Michael Murray is pretty good looking. So I was flipping between that and "Chelsea Lately" until my friends got over, after that we just stuck to "House of Wax". Oh my gosh, what a sick show. Seriously, what kind of twisted minds come up with stuff like that. I can't get those images out of my mind now. I think I dream about it because the last two mornings I've woken up feeling a little off. A drop on the Radio From Hell show this morning made me think about it and I had to turn it down till that drop was over. I can't remember the last time a movie really affected me like this. I think I'll stick to my "No Horror Movies" rule from now on.