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Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Fear

Scary movies are not what they used to be. I remember watching Children of the Corn when I was little and then having the hardest time trying to convince myself that nobody would kill me if I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night.

Nowadays, I'm more creeped out that I might step on a bug with my bare feet when I'm headed to the bathroom in the middle of the night than I am of seeing a ghost staring back at me through the bathroom mirror.

More likely, the movies are still scary, but I've become less amenable to being frightened. I'm more freaked out by the threat of late fees from Blockbuster or missing a credit card payment than fearing a demonic possession of my house or zombies living in my shed.