Ones a bottle of pills and ones a bottle of gin.
Sunday, May 1, 2011...I watched the movie Insidious quite a few hours before my bedtime. A few weeks ago I checked one of my most promising free-movie websites for a clear version, which did not yet exist. Anyway, I watched this movie—pausing it regularly— in fascination. My emotion was shocked, hopeful, scared, anxious and frustrated for the duration of the film. Sometimes, I convince myself that the terms that are mentioned and the actions that occur are real. I thought that time would erase the vividness of the scenes in the movie; they did not. I laid in my bed with hopes of falling asleep easily and I began to recollect some of the scariest scenes of Insidious. Next time I’ll watch a horror film before noon.