well, here's the deal....i went to see Hostel tonight with my son and a group of co-workers. and the thing of it is, the movie is not scary so much as it is tense, and i mean nail biting, hold your breath kind of tense. it truly is NOT a movie for the squeamish.
i happen to be rather squeamish when it comes to matters as such.
honestly, my co-workers were anxious to see what my reactions were going to be. i'd heard about two people having to be carried away by ambulance because of the movie, and health care workers having to come to the audience to calm people down, so i was just downright nervous.
so, i survive the movie (even though when it was over, i had to stay in my seat for a bit to try and calm myself, and when i stood up, i was very shaky, i mean shaky, so as soon as i got outside, yes, it is true, i had a few drags off my friends cigarette, but that was all. i have no intention to buy a pack or continue. at. all. none. what. so. ever.
yeah, yeah, let me have it. and yet, understand this...as far as i am concerned, come tuesday, i have quit smoking for three weeks. that's right. count em up, three weeks. just making due with my little friends, yup, you guessed it... hot tamales
tomorrow it's brokeback mountian
1 comment:
3 weeks! yeah you!
i just hit the 4 year mark. yes, i have cheated, but i am now to the point where cigs make me ill.
go kimmi koko (not) puff!
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