Slowly turning the backwards sleep schedule around. Let's see... woke up Thursday at like 6-7pm. Cleaned the living shit out of the kitchen after everybody left for work in the morning. Watched Boondock Saints for the first time ever. Downloaded a bunch of Youtube videos (OH MY GOD. SCENE KID LOVE EPISODES 1-4. GENIUS.). Finally passed out around 5pm and woke up at 11pm. YAY! I'm getting back to normal!
Woke up to fish and fries and made myself a fancy smoothie (I'm fucking obsessed with making smoothies right now. It's nuts.). Mom was watching this John Carpenter short film I'd never seen, but I guess we had all along. The main highlight included this guy fucking ripping out his intestines after watching this snuff film that's essentially 'shrouded in mystery' and loading them into a film projector. MOST BADASS HORROR SCENE EVARRRRR. It made my stomach churn slightly, and that just never happens with me. I'm a jaded fuck. The chick getting her head chopped off slowly with three whacks of a machete was awesome, too. Plus it starred Norman Reedus. And he's a sexy bastard.
Yeah. "Masters of Horror: John Carpenter's Cigarette Burns". Duuu eeettt.
Ummmm... there was talk of a party tonight. Probably for Kyle's birthdaayyyy. I'ma go call peoples.
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