Wine glasses are all the rage...

I'm sitting here with a glass of Sangria, iced, Joe in the shower, almost three in the morning, and I'm still wearing my jacket from when we got in ten minutes ago.

I'm sitting here like this because I'm honestly wondering why the fuck I'm so easily freaked out...

...I don't have a sufficent answer.

Suppose the better question is...
why did the Silent Hill games give me nighmares
but I was honestly okay with the movie
and 30 Days of Night has got me paranoid as all be damned
Saw II made me hurl
Stay Alive actually fucked with my head
but I can play any Resident Evil and be marginally okay with it?

jaysus my brain is easy to toy with

if nothing else

at least I'm willing to (mostly) face my fears...