Scaredy Cat.
Me and my boyfriend Gary watched Coffin Rock the other week on Sky movies, and this might sound strange, but the film has given me a temporary (I hope) fear of Irish accents. It’s set in Australia, and it’s about an Irish boy who stalks this woman around after she has a drunken one night stand with him, and he becomes obsessed. Her husband has no idea, but this Irish boy is always there, following her, until eventually he kidnaps her and tries to kill her. I’ll be honest, it wasn’t a great film, but the Irish guy was so creepy that it’s put me off the Irish accent, which was actually one of my favourite accents prior to the film. Here’s another example of me being put off and scared easily, I now really don’t like Robin Williams after watching One Hour Photo. Another one about a stalker, and yes, I know Robin Williams can’t help his condition in the film, and that it’s made for you to feel a bit sorry for him at the same time, but that film creeped me out for ages. Why do I get so freaked out so easily? I don’t understand. I get creeped out when Gary pulls a scary face in the dark, even though it turns out one time he actually only smiled at me in the dark and I ended up offending him slightly. You know how it is in the dark, it distorts everything. Anyway, I really hope my fear of Irish accents and Robin Williams disappears soon, because Irish accents have started popping up more frequently of late. Thankfully, Robin Williams hasn’t.
I started my “Cheese Dreams” thing again. Some people say it’s a myth, but I find that eating cheese before bed gives you some very very obscure dreams. Not nightmares though, just vivid, weird dreams. So there we are, I have a little piece of cheddar before I go to sleep, and all my dreams of late have been colourful and bizarre. I ought to be careful what with my tendency to get scared and creeped out easily, because these dreams are getting strange. I don’t exactly remember the stories, but the colours and imagery are beyond belief. I might start writing a “Cheese Dreams” journal, see what happens. I know, you’re probably thinking “What are you doing with your life?” and I’ll be honest, I have no idea. I suppose it’s just a little something to make my sleeps more interesting and to make my mornings even more interesting.
All in all, I have no idea where this blog entry is leading, so I guess I’d probably be best just leaving it here.
