Demons

I've been getting the True Blood series from netflix for a couple weeks now.
I am basically addicted to it.
I know it is about vampires and only preteen girls with braces and acne problems are supposed to be the only one that like them. But this show is so fricken addicting.

Last night, I watched the last episode on the disc I had.
It was already 9:30p.m.
If anyone knows me, they know I generally have a bedtime of about 8p.m. during the week.
I'm an old woman.
But I didn't care, I wanted to send the disc back the next day, so I decided to watch it.

I went to my bedroom to watch it, because...I have no idea. I just did.
It started out all nice and true Bloody-kinda normal.
Normal vampire/human issues.


Then is started to get weird.
One of the characters, Tara, has a crazy mom.
This crazy mom was talking all this nonsense about demons and junk.
So naturally I start thinking I have a demon in me.
And get REALLY freaked out.


Then Tara's mom goes to this voodoo lady to get this demon exorcised (exorcized? exercise...hahaha) from her.
After that is done...which was a freaky thing in and of itself, the voodoo lady turns to Tara and tells her she has a demon in her.
The voodoo lady is all like "Are you grouchy? Do you pee regularly? Are you a HUMAN??!! you have a DEMON IN YOU!!!"
Actually the questions were more like "Do you have friends? Are you able to keep a job?"
But because I am incredibly insane in my mind, I think the voodoo lady is talking directly to me.


So I didn't get much sleep last night.
My demon was keeping me awake.

Comments

  1. MichelleSeptember 9, 2010 at 11:07 AM

    You are crazy :) And how come you always have a bow in your hair? Except when you sleep, of course.

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  2. andreaSeptember 9, 2010 at 3:22 PM

    I have no idea. It's starting to look more like a purple crown too.

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  3. MelissaSeptember 10, 2010 at 4:23 PM

    haha i thought it was a purple crown.

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  4. KimSeptember 13, 2010 at 12:34 PM

    "So naturally I start thinking I have a demon in me."

    Quite possibly, the funniest thing I've read this month. (and I LIKE your purple crown.)

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