An update on the scary movie outing.
You were right, Fright Night was not so scary. I think watching True Blood has dulled my fear of anything blood+vampires. As expected, it didn’t quite live up the original. G was not impressed. He actually fell asleep soon after, during the beginning of Don’t Be Afraid of The Dark.
I thought about driving home, but then stubbornly watched the whole darn thing. All alone. (-Obviously not counting my snoring husband, the dog in the back and the hundreds of other cars there.)
I am happy to say, my second-grade-self, and I, are now not afraid of little goblins who like to kidnap small children.
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