Fear the Crab

Spent the day at LCC with Maile, as she worked on her ceramics project. She’s making a lamp. How cool is that?! She’s already got the hardware and wiring ready, and now we’re just waiting for the firing of the clay, which will end up being the fancy lamp thing. It’s way more than what I could ever hope to accomplish.

While waiting at the ceramics room, I spent my time trying to figure out my homework assignment. It basically works, but I haven’t really tested it out. That will be later, possibly tonight. I also must remember to ask the professor about a few things on Thursday.

I burnt three of six CDs so far. I must say I have prioritized my time very well, yes indeedy.

I just saw “The Ring” and I am freaked out. The movie scared me so badly I closed my eyes. Maile could tell I was uber nervous because I kept pinching the folds in her jeans. I must say that it was one of the best scary movies made, primarily because it didn’t require any gore or lots of blood to make it horror-rific. Still, I don’t think I’ll sleep well tonight. It’s not really because of the story in the movie, rather the images that have been burned into my mind like.. well, like the movie. Damnit!

I’m feeling slightly better, because I’m going to be sleeping over at Maile’s and I will find great comfort in her presence. And, the presence of a 170 lb great dane.

I met James and his new girlfriend Mary tonight, too. They came and saw the movie with us, even though they had already seen it. They were still a bit freaked out by it, but not as badly as myself. In fact, when we went to Anna Miller’s afterward and I was feeling better after a root beer float, James had the bright idea of bringing up a scary nightmare he had the evening after he saw The Ring for the first time.

He said that he was dreaming about something, and then he was woken up by a high-pitched noise, like that of a steaming tea kettle, accompanied by the static of the TV which is now on. He found himself on the floor, and it was broad daylight like the normal times he wakes up, and when he sat up to look at the TV, that “well scene” was playing. So he reaches behind him to get the remote to turn off the TV, and by the time he finds it, SHE’S at the screen. So he shuts off the TV, and everything is cool. Then the door to his bedroom opens up, and SHE’S there again!

He woke up with a scream on his lips.

Bastard.