real fright

i have not been sleeping so well lately. it's difficult to fall asleep, and then it's difficult to stay asleep. something woke me up this morning and now hunger is keeping me up. (i didn't eat much yesterday.) having applesauce, hoping that will fix things until morning.

i saw the da vinci code yesterday. was supposed to see it with fellow seeker and veteran seeker but because of car issues and time issues and not feeling well issues, i had to nix that plan and tell them to go on and see it without me. yesterday, i was doing research at the library and then some shopping, and so i ducked on into the movie theater in my neighborhood for the two and a half hour feature.

i thought ronny boy hit the nail right on the head. i loved it. bravissimo. the movie really gave you a thriller, creepy type of feeling. even though i read the book and knew what was going to happen, i felt quite nervous throughout. that's some good film-making. and how could i not simply adore that cast?

afterwards, however, because of my car issues, i had to walk home. it was about a 25-minute walk, but i had to take it through a dark field (night had come already). sure i was nervous, but it was only about 9:00 so i sucked it up and went in.

the bad thing about walking through this field is that if you change your mind a few minutes in, you're in already. i was getting seriously freaked out, seeing albino monks behind every tree. there are lights, but very few and spread out, so it was very dark. i was (hopefully) the only one in the entire field, and after the movie, it was starting to fuckin terrify me. boyfriend happened to be somewhere where his phone wasn't getting reception, so each call began with ring after ring and ended with his voice mail message.

finally, i get to my street and i see that the police or park rangers or whoever the fuck does this have locked the gate early. they lock it at night - i know that - but i don't remember it having been done earlier than 10 or 11 o'clock. i was like FUCK! i turned to my right . . . i didn't have the guts nor the fortitude to walk back through the field, and then take the long way around, which is about a half hour walk in itself, never mind the 20 minutes i'm walking back through the field. i turned to my left . . . the beach is only three blocks away, and once there i can make a quick turn and be home in about 5-10 minutes. but the lights have disappeared altogether at this part of the field, and the big, black trees hover over a deep, thick darkness that i am not willing to even look at for too long. i didn't know what to do.

for some reason, the heavens smiled on me because i walked to the next street (to my left), and that gate had not been locked. i don't know why, they are locked one right after the other and i couldn't even see a trace of the locker uppers or their vehicle, but i was so relieved.

and, f.y.i., i don't appreciate watching a trailer for a nicholas cage movie about 9/11 before the movie comes on. what do you people not understand about NOT READY? i don't think i'll ever be 'ready' to tell you the truth. i'm not for censorship - they can makes movies about whatever the fuck they want to - but geez, i nearly ran out of the theater in tears before opie even got a chance to wow me.