Me and sleep are officially divorced

I just saw the unedited remake of "the Hills have Eyes." Now, I watch, and enjoy, many really really fucked up horror and exploitaton movies. I don't know, it's a gross little quirk I have, I can't explain how it goes along with the rest of my personality, with the ponies and stickers and pink and whatnot. I'm such an enigma, oh yeah. But for serious, I really hope I can get a good nights rest. EVER AGAIN. Normally, I reccomend horror movies to people I know would be offended. I made my parents watch "Texas Chainsaw, the Next Generation" with me, I'm a jerk like that. But man, if you have any shred of human decency in you, please do not watch that movie, I mean, jeebus. That was some SHIT. I'm exhausted from just the sheer intensity of a MOVIE. I need to listen to the Little Mermaid soundtrack or something to negate that shit. Just, like, PHEW!

And for some sick reason now I'm compelled to see the original..Oh, and this from the girl who watched "In her Shoes" and blubbered like an effing baby earlier today. Something is wrong with this picture.